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Communion of Saints
Feelings of guilt is a normal grief emotion. Or so I have heard. And read. I ask myself over and over, did I make the right decisions for him and his care? Should I have insisted on slowing down with all the tests he had? Should I have insisted on bringing him home for awhile?… Read More ›
Distractions
I still miss Rich. I will always miss him. Some days are harder than others. I just keep praying. And looking at photos. And sometimes I cry and sometimes I laugh. And sometimes I even talk out loud to him. So I imagine that he laughs at me sometimes too. We Catholics have a wonderful… Read More ›
Close to My Heart
My husband and I had made pre-arrangements for our final resting place many years ago. We knew that it was a good thing to do to help each other and our children in the future. We had decided we would be cremated and had chosen a niche at the cemetery. We also set up a… Read More ›
Coping in the Present
I am trying to find ways to cope with my grief. I will attend a support group once a new session starts. Hopefully in a couple of weeks. I will start cleaning out my husband’s dresser drawers and closets when all my sons are in town. So I do have plans, but nothing now. I… Read More ›
Surviving
I miss him. I miss him everyday and every night. I still cry myself to sleep. Days seem lonely. Even when I am with others, I still feel lonely. Because no one knows how I feel. And I hesitate to share. I have always been good at covering up my real feelings. Some of it… Read More ›
With the Angels
I am missing my mother. I used to call her every Monday. So every Monday my phone reminds me to call her. And I miss her more. I could remove that reminder from my phone, but then I feel like I am removing her from my life. So for now I leave it there. The… Read More ›
Support
I attended a Bereavement Support group today. I was relieved that only 3 other people attended. (I handle small groups better. It’s the introvert in me.) It helped to talk about my mother’s death to strangers. I talked about the guilt feelings I had about not being there and about the last time I talked… Read More ›
