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I lost my mom on 1/26/10, she was 54 and we all thought she was in perfect health but she started having pains in 11/09. She had lost her job in November so I thought she was depressed but finally in January she could not take the pain anymore and I called an ambulance. We find out later that night she had Stage 4 colon cancer that had spread to the liver, she refused treatment and I was her power of attorney so I had to put her in hospice were she wanted to go to die even though I wanted and needed her to live. I had 2 weeks to process her cancer and then she was gone, I was 31 and an only child. I am devastated by her passing and to make matters worse my grandma (her mom) had an argument the day she passed and I know longer have anything to do with my mom's side of the family. I miss my grandpa but he took my grandma's side so that's that. My dad and mom were divorced and he did not come to the funeral to support me or my 3 kids so I'm upset by that but we are still close. I just recently re-married and that was hard that my mom was not present for the wedding and the 1st for all holidays are coming up. They say time heals wounds but its getting worse for me because I've never went this long without seeing my mom or talking to her and my son was 1 when she passed away and she is missing him growing up.
Thank you Carol...I'm trying really hard, but to have someone repeatedly keep on telling me that the last 2 years I have been performing below standards, (not one complaint from a guest or customer), and continue to keep repeating "the last 2 years" over and over, it is getting me to the point that I can't take it. To keep being told to leave everything at the door before you come in is really hard to do but I do. The first year I went back to work after Jennie died I went home twice because the floodgates opened and I couldn't stop them. I think that was pretty good. I just really don't understand. Maybe it's a wake up call telling me I need to move on and away. I don't know. But thank you and yes, one foot in front of the other..a litle wobbly at times but getting there.
Here we are again with the Holidays approaching.. The pain of my mom leaving is still with us.. and this is the second holiday without her. The first one where i will make the turkey, without her advise.. I just cant bring myself to make her special dressing recipe:( I so wish i could go pick her up as we have for so many Thanksgivings, and have her coach me on this meal. I pray nightly that she is flying with the Angels and going anywhere her heart desires.. i still need her here.. this will be a tearful time once again. We love you mom, and miss you terribly~ Until we see each other again. xoxoxoxoxoxoxo's!
Linda said:Thank you Carol...I'm trying really hard, but to have someone repeatedly keep on telling me that the last 2 years I have been performing below standards, (not one complaint from a guest or customer), and continue to keep repeating "the last 2 years" over and over, it is getting me to the point that I can't take it. To keep being told to leave everything at the door before you come in is really hard to do but I do. The first year I went back to work after Jennie died I went home twice because the floodgates opened and I couldn't stop them. I think that was pretty good. I just really don't understand. Maybe it's a wake up call telling me I need to move on and away. I don't know. But thank you and yes, one foot in front of the other..a litle wobbly at times but getting there.
Here we are again with the Holidays approaching.. The pain of my mom leaving is still with us.. and this is the second holiday without her. The first one where i will make the turkey, without her advise.. I just cant bring myself to make her special dressing recipe:( I so wish i could go pick her up as we have for so many Thanksgivings, and have her coach me on this meal. I pray nightly that she is flying with the Angels and going anywhere her heart desires.. i still need her here.. this will be a tearful time once again. We love you mom, and miss you terribly~ Until we see each other again. xoxoxoxoxoxoxo's!
Linda said:Thank you Carol...I'm trying really hard, but to have someone repeatedly keep on telling me that the last 2 years I have been performing below standards, (not one complaint from a guest or customer), and continue to keep repeating "the last 2 years" over and over, it is getting me to the point that I can't take it. To keep being told to leave everything at the door before you come in is really hard to do but I do. The first year I went back to work after Jennie died I went home twice because the floodgates opened and I couldn't stop them. I think that was pretty good. I just really don't understand. Maybe it's a wake up call telling me I need to move on and away. I don't know. But thank you and yes, one foot in front of the other..a litle wobbly at times but getting there.
White Dove, I so feel your pain. this will be the second Christmas since my mother's passing and it is no easier to be without her. It makes it worse that I so vividly recall her final Christmas on this earth, which she spent in hospital and which I should have managed differently. If only I had known she was not going to get better, I might have been able to arrange to spend all of her last Christmas Eve with her somehow in her hospital ward. Unfortunately, the reality of hospital space is that you are fortunate if you can find a place to sit and visit with your loved one, especially the poor souls who are less mobile, so our visits were mostly spent just standing around Mom's bedside. I can never make up the fact that I did not spend that last Christmas Eve at her side, but I have asked her many times for her forgiveness. I know that I should be baking and doing all the things I once did under her "supervision" but that was my time with her, time I will never share again and so as I try to find inspiration in her kitchen it seems so lonely not to have her making sure I am doing things right. I do know that whenever I find myself questioning whether I will ever be able to pull this Christmas together, I can hear Mom telling me: "Now, don't punish the rest of the family just because you aren't feeling festive".
To all of you who are facing another Christmas, or your first Christmas, without your Mom try to remember there is some comfort in honouring those traditions they taught us. Whenever I share a batch of shortbread or butter tarts with friends or neighbours and they tell me how much they enjoy them, I always explain "That's Mom's recipe, the way she taught me to make them." and I feel a little closer to her.
As part of the holidays this year, I also hope to do something for some folks in a seniors home; perhaps take them some baking. You see, in each of these places there are groups of old folks who have no one to look in on them, no one to bring them home made treats, no one to ask about the Christmas they once knew. I think that's the sort of thing Mom would want me to do as she was always thinking of others.
We may never stop missing our mothers but we can take some comfort in knowing there are so many here who understand exactly how we feel.
Blessings to all,
Yvonne
(white dove) said:Here we are again with the Holidays approaching.. The pain of my mom leaving is still with us.. and this is the second holiday without her. The first one where i will make the turkey, without her advise.. I just cant bring myself to make her special dressing recipe:( I so wish i could go pick her up as we have for so many Thanksgivings, and have her coach me on this meal. I pray nightly that she is flying with the Angels and going anywhere her heart desires.. i still need her here.. this will be a tearful time once again. We love you mom, and miss you terribly~ Until we see each other again. xoxoxoxoxoxoxo's!
Linda said:Thank you Carol...I'm trying really hard, but to have someone repeatedly keep on telling me that the last 2 years I have been performing below standards, (not one complaint from a guest or customer), and continue to keep repeating "the last 2 years" over and over, it is getting me to the point that I can't take it. To keep being told to leave everything at the door before you come in is really hard to do but I do. The first year I went back to work after Jennie died I went home twice because the floodgates opened and I couldn't stop them. I think that was pretty good. I just really don't understand. Maybe it's a wake up call telling me I need to move on and away. I don't know. But thank you and yes, one foot in front of the other..a litle wobbly at times but getting there.
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