There’s nobody like mum
One thing I’ve definitely learned in the last five years is that grief is a highly individual and unpredictable experience. There’s no road map (despite what people will tell you). My own world (strangely) has been drawn into much sharper relief since my mother’s death.
May all the mourners be comforted.
Amen.
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Carly Quinn said this on July 3, 2018 at 3:00 am |
For me, grief is “eternal missing”.I find comfort in happy memories and I hope you do too.
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Meryl said this on July 3, 2018 at 8:21 am |
I enjoy all of memories of her (even some of the not so happy ones are funnier in retrospect), but I wouldn’t say they comfort me. They are just another facet of the experience. I suspect this question is shaped very much by the fact that I am living in her home: she is never far from me and in some ways more present than she was before she died. It also plays a role that as a consequence of dad’s stroke we are now dealing with the practical consequences of many decisions that she made, which puts her again in another light for me / us.
I’d made a note to myself to try to write about this again on the fifth anniversary, which is coming up, but given how things are now I don’t know whether I will manage it.
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Servetus said this on July 7, 2018 at 4:41 pm |