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Comment by Heather on September 12, 2016 at 6:42pm

Totally agree, Theresa...find myself taking deep breaths when I get overwhelmed with sadness...one foot, one step at a time...

Comment by Theresa on September 12, 2016 at 5:52pm

Heather

You said it "the new normal"  so weird not being able to just pick up the phone and call her.

I miss her so much, I just keep saying to myself, you will be ok, just keep going.

Comment by Heather on September 12, 2016 at 10:27am

So true , Gregory:-(. I keep thinking , when something happens, that I should call mom and chat...

Comment by Gregory on September 12, 2016 at 10:05am

Heather nailed it--having to get used to this new "normal".  It's not normal not having our Mom's with us.  I don't think I will ever get used to it.  I guess the best idea is to cope with it.  How can you cope with something as tragic as your Mom's death?  This is the kind of question I would go to my Mom and ask for advice but when I turn to talk to her, she is gone. 

Comment by Heather on September 12, 2016 at 7:52am

Ok....just buried my moms ashes with my dad about 10 days ago...saddest day of my life. I never thought I would feel this level of sadness. I miss her so much. Yesterday, my sister and I started to pack up her clothes... While I found being at her place so comforting, it was like starting all over again. She was our everything and carrying on without her is scary... I don't want to get used to this new "normal"... Have to be a grown up,though...
How are you doing Theresa?

Comment by Theresa on September 12, 2016 at 5:29am

Have not heard from anyone, just wanted to see how you all are.

 

Comment by Theresa on September 3, 2016 at 8:10am

Rachel I feel the same way. It seems like I keep counting the months until it is one year I have three left. Everyone says the first year is the hardest. I think they all will be
My mom also told me I have to live my life because she did. It is such a huge void in my life I have no one. I am like an only child my brother is 17 years older and lives far away My dad passed in 1999. But I am taking one day at a time and I ask God for strength. I don't think there is anything else we can do

Comment by Rachel Lynn Schuler on September 3, 2016 at 6:44am

I'm having alot of trouble coping with the loss of my mom, I know she is in heaven and ok now, but I miss her, and I find myself wondering what it will be like when i die, and it bothers me im thinking that way....you take one day at a time and get thru it....i miss her, i love her, and my heart will always be with her....its a pain that never goes away....she wants me to be happy so i have to do my best....

Comment by Leila on September 2, 2016 at 10:53pm

I'm so sorry, David. I know I can't say anything that can ease your grief, but my prayers are with you.

Comment by Leila on September 2, 2016 at 10:50pm

I know exactly what Gregory means about a few signatures and our dear moms are completely gone in the eyes of the law. Just gone. It is a very sobering thought. In 16 months I haven't been able to go through my mom's things. Her room is a shrine to her. I go through her boxes of papers, letters, greeting cards, and family photos that she saved and just touch them and think of how special each one was to her. She had every map of everywhere we went on vacation. She had every phone book of everywhere she ever lived since she was a teenager, with numbers of dear friends and little notes written on them. Medical records for her and me. There are programs from me and my children's school concerts and such from when we were little. Grocery lists, recipes, lists of holiday meals we planned together. A scrapbook of every one of her friends from high school and college with each of their newspaper graduation, engagement, wedding, and birth announcements, and for some even their obituary. I'm not a hoarder, but I can't get rid of these things. If I do it's like saying those things she saved and treasured have no meaning, like she doesn't exist anymore. They're the paper trail of the things that had meaning to her. And to me she will always exist, if not on earth, then in heaven and in my heart and thoughts. She still feels so alive to me. I still talk to her. I have a few boxes of the same types of things that I've saved since I was in high school. I guess I'm very much like my mom. I guess when my time comes my children will have my boxes AND hers. I miss talking to my mom so much. She was the best mom in the world to me.
May all of our grieving hearts find comfort and peace.

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