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I lost my mother in September 2014 and never knew the pain I experienced when she passed. My Dad passed and yes I was very, very close to my Dad - but it was something about the final lost that made me inconsolable. I miss both of my parents and still feel as if it is not true that they are gone. I miss them so much. I miss the many conversation I had with both my Dad and my Mom. I often find myself just looking at their photos wishing I had just one more day with them. I know according to the scriptures, I will get to see them again under better conditions. That is the hope that I am holding onto and which give me the most joy - knowing that I will see them again. Anyway, I was thinking about them and just wanted to express it here - with the support group. Thank you
I lost my mother in September 2014 and never knew the pain I experienced when she passed. My Dad passed and yes I was very, very close to my Dad - but it was something about the final lost that made me inconsolable. I miss both of my parents and still feel as if it is not true that they are gone. I miss them so much. I miss the many conversation I had with both my Dad and my Mom. I often find myself just looking at their photos wishing I had just one more day with them. I know according to the scriptures, I will get to see them again under better conditions. That is the hope that I am holding onto and which give me the most joy - knowing that I will see them again. Anyway, I was thinking about them and just wanted to express it here - with the support group. Thank you
Thanks Laura - this is one of those week ends where I long to speak with my parents - to tell them exactly what is going on....I miss their words of wisdom. I miss seeing them and touching them. Thank you for understanding
Diamond and Laura,
I can so relate to how you may be feeling. I want you to know that our parents never really leave us. If we remain open to signs of their communication, we will know they are with us.
I lost my mother in 2009 and even tho' her health had been in decline for several months, I was not ready to lose her. We spoke on the phone regularly and for the last several years preceding her death, while I was working overseas, I tried to get home as often as possible to spend time with her. As her health deteriorated, at the end of each visit, she would tell me "Remember, what will be will be." Following her funeral, I returned to my job and slid into a deep depression as I missed my mother something awful. One Sunday a.m., I happened to have the radio on, tuned into a local broadcast...after several minutes the song which came through the radio was Doris Day's version of "Que Sera Sera (Whatever will be will be)" Here I was in Eastern Europe listening to this song which carried the message my mother had given me repeatedly. It served as a reminder to me that she did not want me to be stressed out over something which I could not control.
Immediately upon my return to my job, I also found I missed my regular communication with my mother. So, I began a daily journal -- sort of an ongoing letter to her -- setting out my thoughts and emotions and everything else I would have told her. It did help to be able to express my emotions in some form. I also found great comfort in contacting my mother's close friends and relatives. At times people think you don't want to talk about the loved one you have lost but I believe this is a mistake. It meant so much to me to hear their memories of my mother and, so often, these were accompanied by their observations of how much she looked forward to our times together, etc. You might find it well worthwhile to touch base with your mother's close friends and relatives. There is tremendous value in being able to share your memories for many of them will also be missing your mother.
To this day, I find there are mornings when I will awake with the feeling that my mother is still with us. For a second I will tell myself 'Ah well, that was just a bad dream" and then I remember.
Several months later, when I had returned to Canada, I was still fighting the depression as best I could and thought I was managing quite well. However, misfortune struck me at a weak point and I dissolved into a pile of tears. I did not feel I was ready to cope with more bad news and did not know what to do or where to turn. That night, my mother came to me in my dreams and embraced me in a huge hug. All she said was "It will be okay." I awoke with an amazing sense of Peace such as I cannot describe. But I kept my dream to myself...a few days later my brother told me he had dreamed of Mom and told her things he would have said if there had been any warning of her passing. Then he said "When I woke up I had this wonderful sense of Peace."
I know that everyone grieves in their own way, at their own speed, and my suggestions may not mean much to you. However, I want you both to know that as much as you miss your parents today, you will find a way to move on in life. They will always be with you in your heart.
(( BIG HUG ))
Hello Haydee - I was just reading some of the postings at this site and read your comments and it really touched me. My take on your comment is that - when you truly love someone, truly love someone especially and foremost your parents - only those who share the same sentiments can relate to your feelings. We are told to "honor our Mother and Father" and it should be from the heart and when it is not - it is often displayed in other ways. The love you have for your mother is beautiful!!!!! It is also at the core of your being and makes you the caring person that you are today.
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