Tag: love
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 ›
Missing Him
Nighttime is the hardest. I am not sleeping well. I don’t have any distractions. Every night I toss and turn. And think of Rich. And miss him. And cry. Everything I do reminds me of his absence. Visiting my children. Going places where we went together. Cooking dinner. Had a BBQ today with my children… 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 ›
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 ›
Christmas with Mom
Christmas was always my mother’s favorite holiday. She loved decorating her home and lighting candles. Putting up the Christmas tree was her favorite thing to do. She would leave the tree up for a long time after Christmas. One year, she decorated it for both Valentine’s Day and St. Patrick’s Day!My mother passed away in… 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 ›
Catholic Prayer Life 