Sad mommies
Yesterday was my mom's birthday. I called and left her a message and she called me back later that evening. I'm so sad for her. I couldn't write about it last night because I still needed to process. She told me she was having a rough time and that she needed some time off, thinking she had gone back to work too soon after my father's funeral. Fortunately, she works for a high school so their winter break is coming up.
I didn't know that my dad had asked my mom to marry him 35 years ago on her birthday. No wonder she's having a rough time of it. To make it worse, next month will be their 35th wedding anniversary so she's going to have to work through it. On a side note, here I thought I was the master with planning a wedding in six months, she did it in one!
I know losing a parent is nothing unique, but I still feel a little helpless and a lot empty when I think about it too much. I'm not so good at reaching out to those close to me for comfort. I worry about her by herself. I know she can take care of herself, but she's understandably depressed and I don't think she ever really did like being alone. I remember when my dad would go hunting and she'd be sad and lonely. We spent a lot of time doing puzzles because it helped her through it, I think. Thank god she has the cat to help keep her company. She said the cat has become more affectionate, which is a blessing.
She said she'd like to come visit us in the coming year. I think she'd have a good time if she came here.
Whatever powers that be in this mighty Universe, please help my mom get through this Year of Firsts and ease her grief.
I didn't know that my dad had asked my mom to marry him 35 years ago on her birthday. No wonder she's having a rough time of it. To make it worse, next month will be their 35th wedding anniversary so she's going to have to work through it. On a side note, here I thought I was the master with planning a wedding in six months, she did it in one!
I know losing a parent is nothing unique, but I still feel a little helpless and a lot empty when I think about it too much. I'm not so good at reaching out to those close to me for comfort. I worry about her by herself. I know she can take care of herself, but she's understandably depressed and I don't think she ever really did like being alone. I remember when my dad would go hunting and she'd be sad and lonely. We spent a lot of time doing puzzles because it helped her through it, I think. Thank god she has the cat to help keep her company. She said the cat has become more affectionate, which is a blessing.
She said she'd like to come visit us in the coming year. I think she'd have a good time if she came here.
Whatever powers that be in this mighty Universe, please help my mom get through this Year of Firsts and ease her grief.