I must say a word of thanks here. I have received many cards, personally, at the passing of my mom. I also received a book, “By Still Waters,” from whom I had no indication of the giver..
I am reading it!
Some of you have emailed me your thoughts and prayers!
I haven’t had the energy, nor time to reply to these lovely messages individually, but I intend to.
My sister-in-law has been spear-heading the reception of memorials and other wishes from the funeral. I hope to take some time and go over these soon.
Some of you know that I “shut-down” after my husband passed away. Basically I was a zombie after my dad passed, too. I never was able to read the cards and wishes from either of those deaths.
I saved the ones from my husband’s burial, but I need to find my dad’s cards. I know my mom saved them.
I am remiss in conveying my thoughts personally, to so many who wished me well and sympathy.
Trauma hits in all different ways.
My mom’s passing was not traumatic, and I feel entirely different.
I still think that I need to “run over there,” find out what she is needing at the moment, check on….
It’s been second nature for all these years. Hard to break habits, isn’t it?
I get a little pang of emotion when I realize that there is no longer a need or an opportunity to share things with my mom.
Loss.
Anyway, I am very grateful for all of you who have expressed your comfort, who still attempted to express it even when I dropped the ball the last times…
Thank you.