Anonymous wrote:I miss the mom I used to have. It's a different kind of mourning, but a stroke took my mom away and left me with a dependant, nonverbal, lacking in empathy shell of what she once was. Anyway, it's different, I know, but I just wanted to send empathy to you all and to say it out loud (of sorts) that I miss mine too...a lot.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:21:05, OP here, hijack away! I am 7 years out and still reeling. One month and you are definitely still in shock. It was/is the hardest thing I've ever endured. My only consolation is that I see/feel my mom everywhere- close calls in the car; my daughter falling down the stairs, not a scratch; my son pulling a bookcase down on himself at a play date, no harm- you start to realize that your mom is pulling some major strings for your kids and is totally with you/looking out for you. It's so, so, so hard- it sucks so bad to not have a mom- but if you think they're out there somewhere, watching out for your fam, it makes it so much easier to deal. Hugs to you, my friend.
I'm 21:05. Thank you, gorgeous!I asked her before she died to visit me, be with me, let me know. I am waiting and hoping to see and feel the signs that you have. I do believe she will always look out for me and my family.
Thanks for your kind words (despite my hijack). Seven years out, do things still happen and you think automatically 'I need to tell Mom about this!' until reality kicks in one second later? This is the most painful part for me right now.
21:28 here. I remember vividly about 10 years after she died, stopping at one of those outlet malls, and at a shoe store they had a huge selection of size 11 shoes. And I actually had the thought "Oh, I should buy something here for mom". She wore a size 11, and in the pre-internet days, finding shoes bigger than size 10 was such a challenge. The sight of all those shoes made me think of something I could do for her, and it literally took me a second to remember she was gone. Like I had a primal hunting instinct for her rare shoe size, I suppose.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:21:05, OP here, hijack away! I am 7 years out and still reeling. One month and you are definitely still in shock. It was/is the hardest thing I've ever endured. My only consolation is that I see/feel my mom everywhere- close calls in the car; my daughter falling down the stairs, not a scratch; my son pulling a bookcase down on himself at a play date, no harm- you start to realize that your mom is pulling some major strings for your kids and is totally with you/looking out for you. It's so, so, so hard- it sucks so bad to not have a mom- but if you think they're out there somewhere, watching out for your fam, it makes it so much easier to deal. Hugs to you, my friend.
I'm 21:05. Thank you, gorgeous!I asked her before she died to visit me, be with me, let me know. I am waiting and hoping to see and feel the signs that you have. I do believe she will always look out for me and my family.
Thanks for your kind words (despite my hijack). Seven years out, do things still happen and you think automatically 'I need to tell Mom about this!' until reality kicks in one second later? This is the most painful part for me right now.
Anonymous wrote:I miss the mom I used to have. It's a different kind of mourning, but a stroke took my mom away and left me with a dependant, nonverbal, lacking in empathy shell of what she once was. Anyway, it's different, I know, but I just wanted to send empathy to you all and to say it out loud (of sorts) that I miss mine too...a lot.
Anonymous wrote:I wish I had the type of mother I will miss when she's dead! You are so lucky to have had that kind of love in your life, OP.
Anonymous wrote:21:05, OP here, hijack away! I am 7 years out and still reeling. One month and you are definitely still in shock. It was/is the hardest thing I've ever endured. My only consolation is that I see/feel my mom everywhere- close calls in the car; my daughter falling down the stairs, not a scratch; my son pulling a bookcase down on himself at a play date, no harm- you start to realize that your mom is pulling some major strings for your kids and is totally with you/looking out for you. It's so, so, so hard- it sucks so bad to not have a mom- but if you think they're out there somewhere, watching out for your fam, it makes it so much easier to deal. Hugs to you, my friend.