Love Means

Love means to commit oneself without guarantee, to give oneself completely in the hope that our love will produce love in the loved person. Love is an act of faith, and whoever is of little faith is also of little love.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Good Grief???

I am grieving mom and dad. There are days when everything seems to fall into place and life is good. Then there are other days when things seem to come crashing down and I am either on the verge of tears or crying inconsolably. It isn't just the death of the two of you that is the cause of my grief but the loss of someone (a relationship) very special to me.

Through my life's experiences I understand that loss deals with more than the death of someone. I have lost so many things in my 51 years but have always gotten through them, learned from them, and moved on. Having been brought up in a Christian home, I know the two of you are in a better place free from pain and sadness. I look forward to the day (hopefully not any time soon) when we are reunited and I can meet my brother Benjamin.

I know that grief is the normal response of sorrow, emotion, and the confusion that comes from losing someone or something important. What I didn't really understand until mom's death is how grief from other events are also dredged up, events from the not too distant past. While I miss you terribly dad and continue to shed tears for you because you are no longer on this earth to give me guidance and advice, I have lost that feeling of having my life force sucked out of me. I think it is because you hung on for three weeks which prepared all of us for your death. Mom's death on the other hand didn't really give me time to adjust to the idea of her dying. I only had 2 full days to prepare myself for her death. Mom, I didn't want you to suffer so I said it was okay for you to go but you picked one helluva time of year to pass away. You could have at least waited to get sick and pass away after the Christmas holidays.Your death took us all by surprise but at least we were there with you at the end. We didn't want you to die alone like dad did, which by the way dad, Charlie and I feel really bad about that. If we could go back and do things over again, we would go back to your hospital room after eating supper and spend the last remaining hours of your life with you.

I think what makes mom's death a little more emotional for me is that I am suffering the grief by myself. When you died dad, I had that someone special in my life to help me through the pain of losing you and making the following days, weeks, and months more bearable. For the last nine months though, I have been without that special someone and even though the family has offered some advice for my grieving, it isn't quite the same. Since mom's passing, I am feeling alone and abandoned in many aspects.

The thing about grief is there is no timetable for it; it will last as long as it takes for me to accept it and learn to live with it. Every one of us is different and depending on our life experiences and the reason for the loss, some people can get through their grief in a short amount a time while others of us struggle on, day after day.

Mom and dad, I know I will get through this okay so don't worry. Knowing that you are walking with God makes it easier to deal with your loss. What I worry about for me is trying to get over the loss of something else, of somebody else. It has been so difficult but I am hoping that my letters to you will be my therapy and one day soon, I can move on.

I love you both and can't wait to write you again. I wonder what the next topic will be. Should I talk about guilt? Or maybe something a little lighter in scope? You will just have to wait and see.

2 comments:

  1. Judy,

    My Mom died in 1999, and Dad died in 2007. I have experienced pleasant, reassuring moments "with" both of them in vivid dreams. I realize we are all unique and different in various ways, but I am wishing for moments of comfort for you—coming to you in whatever form or fashion helps most.

    Dan

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  2. Judy, my dad also died when neither my mother nor I were there...I had taken her home from visiting him because she was tired, and we had been home less than an hour when the home called and said he was gone. I did grieve that for a long time. Later I understood that some people wait until their loved ones aren't in the room...not the best closure for us but it's the way they wanted it. After so many losses, there really is a lot to grieve, and it will take you a while... but those who have been there are thinking good thoughts for you in the meantime.

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