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I lost my Mom on January 20, 2013. As of this posting, just 9 long days ago. At times, my sadness is almost unbearable, and at other times I feel peace. It's so hard writing this. My Mom was diagnosed with COPD and Diverticulitis a little over a year ago. Her health declined rather quickly. Years before she had been diagnosed with Fybromyalgea. She had quit smoking in October of 2011, but I guess it was too little too late. She would have good days, where she was Mom again, and she would have bad days where she wouldn't make much sense and would have hallucinations. She had lost her ability to walk, she could only take a few steps and even then I would have to hold on to her to make sure she didn't fall. Am I rambling? I'm sorry if I am, I just have so many emotions and thoughts running through my head I don't know what to say or in what order really. She was in a nursing home. When she had passed away, her and I had been working on getting her home. She really just wanted to be at home, and I loved her so much I was willing to sacrifice my life to be able to take care of her. I felt I owed her atleast that much. This was kind of expected with how ill she was, but at the same time it was unexpected. I had just talked to her over the phone that Friday, she sounded good. We had made plans for me to come visit her the next day. Unfortunatly I didn't go, I had gotten my son (who's been living with his father so I could take care of my Mom) and decided to wait until Sunday so she could see him because she loved seeing him. Never got to make that visit. I went with some family members to the nursing home to see her one last time, I kind of wish I hadn't now. I don't like my last memory of her being gone...But at the same time, I'm glad I got to tell her goodbye in a way. I never thought my Mom would die like this. I guess nobody does. I'm so sad that she passed away alone in a nursing home that she hated and wanted to leave so very badly. I feel so badly about that. Another part of me says that maybe she didn't want any of us to see her go. Now I have all these thoughts like 'I should have went to see her Saturday.' 'I should have tried harder to bring her home.' 'I should have called more, visited more.' I know she doesn't blame me for anything, but I just feel bad. I even wish I could go back 5 years and warn her to stop smoking sooner. Take better care, you know? She always said Death wasn't an end, just a beginning...it's still hard. I'm the youngest of my siblings, just 25, she was 61. I was a 'late life baby' she called me. I feel I got the least amount of time with the person I loved the most. She truly was my best friend and only friend at times. She never judged me, she always listened when it mattered most and she gave the best advice. She touched any and everyone she met. Truly an angel on earth, even though I know she'd beg to differ. Very humble woman. I'm gonna miss everything, the times we laughed, the times we play fought to get my sister thinking we were really mad at each other (that was the greatest lol), the movies we watched together, the places we went, the times we shared. I found out on Christmas I am pregnant, she was the first person I told. She got to see both my ultrasound pictures, so atleast she kind of got to see the new baby before she left here. She wanted a grand daughter so badly, she had nothing but grandsons. I won't know for about 6 weeks if I'm lucky and I sure hope it's a girl, for her. I'd love to have a girl also. I just know it will feel bittersweet if I'm told it's a girl. This reality just seems so unreal. To not be able to pick up the phone and hear her, or jump in the car and see her. It's gonna take some getting used to, and maybe I never will get used to it.
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Dear Sarah,
I was exactly in your shoes June 26, 2010. My mom a smoker, COPD, emphazema, throat cancer.....it was HORRIBLE. She suffered beyond belief and I watched the life drain out of her body. It changes everything my friend. The ONLY thing that saves my mind is my faith in God and knowing she no longer suffers. God doesn't bring the cnacer but he rescues them from suffering. My life is forever changed as your now is. Keep this thought....we are all here to live and learn and then die....be the best daughter you can be serve the world and one day you will be with your Mom again. None of us live forever. It is all about when and how WE will die and leave our bodies and move the heaven. Call the next phaze what you will....but it is a much better place than here. Tragedy, loss and pain teach us the most. What do you most learn from? A great day or a horribly awful painful ordeal? Your mother is STILL your mother....she is just physically no longer available...she is in another place. My mother has visited me several times. One night I felt someone get into bed with me....I said "Mom is that You"? She said nothing and I asked "Mom cuddle me" and she wrapped this adoring arms around me. They were like angel wings. I asked her "Kiss me Mom" and she kissed me on the cheek and then was gone. I swear to you it was REAL. Please know I care and I am praying for you. I miss my mother EVERY minute. I cry when I look at her picture. It is VERY hard. You are not alone. Sue
Sue,
Thank you very much for responding to me. I greatly appreciate it. Yes, it has changed everything. I want to be a more understanding, loving, caring and patient person now (not that I wasn't before). My mom always said 'You never get over your mama.' I never really understood the gravity of that statement, until now. I do take peace in the fact that she's no longer in pain, I am grateful for that. She suffered a lot this past year, she really had no quality of life left. I do hope that she visits me, even if just once, to let me know she's okay and happy. I had a dream about her 3 days after she passed away and I was very mean to her in my dream. I don't know why I was being mean to her, I'm not mad at her for anything. Maybe on some unconscious level I am? Or was I lashing out because I'm so hurt? I feel bad for the dream, when I woke up that morning I said to myself 'What the heck was that all about?'. But another part of me was happy to see her, even though she never spoke to me in my dream. I've had a couple other people pass away recently and I always have at least one dream about them and never do they speak to me. I wonder why that is too.
Sarah,
I started off writing about how bad my life is right now and decided to erase what I wrote. I am very down this morning but I will work my way out of it. Our dreams can be so amazing or very haunting. I have had some dreams where I wake in tears screaming out for my mother. I have had dreams like yours as well. Grief, they say goes through stages. Anger being one of them. Anger that they left us? But they didn't have a choice did they? My mother is EVERTHING to me. She still is. I don't ever talk about her in past tense. Your mother will come to you when you are able to deal with it. It is heartbreaking and wonderful at the same time when my mother comes to me. When we sleep is when we are the most accessible to them connecting with us. Have you read anything about life beyond leaving this one? I did and it helped. Spend some times researching. This certainly cannot be all there is. There absolutely is a creator - some call this creator God. We certainly did not evolve from apes. LOL. Take this time to fulfill why you were created and what your journey is all about. I am trying. I find that there are so many distractions that knock you off of your path. Your purpose. Right now I am trying to deal with the effects of means people and how they can just mess with you if you let them. Your mom and my mom TRULY are at a better place. It is you and I that have to suffer through missing them physically here. And it is through suffering that we LEARN the most. Sarah my heart hurt for you. You will adjust somehow. I did. I cry. I hurt. I miss her at all times. You will too. We grieve as deeply as we love. Take one minute at a time. We are ALL headed towards our exit from this place, from these bodies. If my day is today I am so ready to see my Mom, my Grandmothers.....and all of those already there. You help me just allowing me to write back to you. You will find this is great "therapy". Last...my mother NEVER speaks to me in my dreams either. When she comes to me no words are ever spoken. But the emotion is GIGANTIC. I also put my life in Gods hands completly. Sue
Sue,
I was having a depressed day yesterday. Didn't really do anything except look at pictures of my mom and cry. I know I have to go through the motions of trying to deal with this new reality of mine. This new reality still seems so unreal to me. Must be the denial part. A part of me has accepted that she is no longer physically with me, but sometimes I just can't believe it. I always knew this day would come, I had thought about it pretty much ever since I learned what death was when I was a small child. I guess one can never really prepare for something like this. I do feel blessed to have met you and be able to talk to you. You remind me of my mom. My mom was very into discovering life after death, what happens, and where we go. She was very spiritual. She liked to learn about all kinds of spiritualism and religion. She was open to just about everything I think. I've found some of her old notebooks and in one she wrote "I am...The giver and the gift, The creator and the creation, The teacher and the student." That one inscription has stuck with me. And I am too dealing with mean people and trying not to let them mess with me. My sons father said some very hurtful things to me about my mom just days after her passing. I was angry for a while, but realized they were untrue and I wouldn't feed into his negative ways. My heart doesn't have the capacity for anger or hatred right now. Thank you so much for talking to me, it's been a big help.
So very sorry to hear of your loss. In ways your mom sounds like my mom-an angel on earth and someone who touched the lives of anyone she met. Your pain is real and it takes time for it to lessen. Don't beat yourself up over the things of the past, you can't change them and the most important thing is that you know your mom knew you loved her. Use this forum to vent, express yourself, seek support. We are all in the same boat and truly know how you feel.
Thanks Mary. I'm trying not to beat myself up with should of, would of, could of's. But sometimes, just can't help but to feel bad for certain things, you know? And yes, she was very much loved by not only me but the rest of my family and friends. And I am glad I found this place. I didn't think I'd need support, but I guess I was wrong.
Hi
I lost my mom in August of last year, and at times it seems like yesterday at other times like forever. I understand all the range of emotions you are feeling as I too have had them and still do at times. I just would like to tell you that do not question your grief, just surround yourself with people who love you and who understand and can share in the grief process with you.
I would like to say it gets better fast, but that would be dishonest, and I wouldnt do that. I will say that it is a process with no time frame, and all of the racing thoughts you are having is your mind and spirit processing all that has happened and trying to overcome this tragedy.
Know that there are many people who care.. sometimes they are not out here when you most need to talk I have found so, posting messages as you have is a good way for people to read your post and respond when they can.
Take care of yourself,
TMA.
I feel so badly for anyone who has lost their mom. My mom died at 12:58, valentines night. My sister was holding one of her hands and I had the other hand. My daughter, is a nurse was their timing her breaths. Mom, died peacefully but had suffered for 6 years from altimzers, which hurt us kids the most, to watch her decline and the person, she was slowly slipping her away. Nothing we did could bring her memory back, frustrated at times, but the love we had for her helped ease the pain, my mom lead a full live and traveled the world, she traveled right from our hands into Gods loving arms, where my husband had helped pave her way. So, I lost two love of my lives in 19 months. I find myself curled into a ball crying my eyes out. Someday, I will understand the meaning of this but for right now the anger and grief is so great. My hospice social worker was here today, slowing working through the grief. One step at a time. Thanks for listening.
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