Sad to the core. Working at every way I know how to relieve this but it persists. Been here before but on a slightly lower level. I know it will pass eventually.
I see my dad's childhood photo on my screen saver every time I sit. It encourages me to spend a minute thinking about something in his life and my life tangled with his. It brings such sadness but I don't want to forget. The down side is it promotes this sadness which saps my energy and silences me.
Peace to everyone.
I see my dad's childhood photo on my screen saver every time I sit. It encourages me to spend a minute thinking about something in his life and my life tangled with his. It brings such sadness but I don't want to forget. The down side is it promotes this sadness which saps my energy and silences me.
Peace to everyone.
posted by Unknown at 5:58 AM
17 Comments:
I've missed you here, and I'm glad to see you write, but sorry you're so down now.
Be strong.
Iamnot beat me to it, I was going to say the same thing. Peace be with you, and a big hug from me.
aw greeny.
hugs my friend.
Oh, Greeny. Not sure what to tell you. Are you really worried you will forget? Or are you worried you won't spend enough time remembering? My stepfather has been gone for 5 years now. He practically raised me. When I take the time, I can remember so much. I feel guilt because I take less and less time to do just that as the years pass. On holidays, his birthday and the anniversary of his death I do the most thinking. Otherwise it is seeing something my kids do and thinking how much he would have laughed or watching this presidential election and realizing how much enjoyment he would have gotten out of it all (he was a history and government teacher). I feel horrible saying it is no longer a conscious daily thing for me to do.
You are missed, my friend. If you'd ever like to share stories of your dad here, I know I'd enjoy hearing them. Good or bad.
I've missed you too. We'll keep you in our prayers.
This is my promise to you.You will never forget your dad. He is too much a part of who you are. You will be doing something and all of a sudden something will remind you of him. Sometimes it will make you smile, sometimes it might make you laugh and sometimes it will cause a big lump in your throat and the pain will overwhelm you. Let the memories come whenever they come. Memories are precious. The other promise is that one day it will hurt less and the joy at being blessed by this good man will be greater than the pain. Tell your kids about him. Share his stories. They want to know about their grandfather. His story is part of who they are. For today just breathe in and out and let the sadness run it's course. Know that friends around the world are sending big hugs your way.
Maybe you could share one of those memories with us?
The hole that his slow departure started in our lives ripped very wide with his passing. Our heads knew it was best but our hearts were not prepared to handle it. That damage will take time, I know.
The knowledge of what we have lost in all our lives is what is coming to the surface when I sit and think about him. I do it partly to understand him- take his parts and then unite them into what he was to me so I can relate that to my kids.
I have guilt (I do that well) for not being more to him and for not seeing what kind of gem I had within my reach.
The seasonal changes outside my door seem to match your pensive mood. I'm sorry to see you so sad. I can't offer any wisdom that doesn't sound like an empty platitude.
Grieving takes time, as well as silence and energy. I'm sure it's cold comfort to know that you're right on schedule.
I wish for you quiet times to cry deeply for your loss: tears sometimes help to soften aching hearts.
I wish you peace.
Hope you're feeling a bit better now...
So sorry to hear of your sadness...
You're in my thoughts.
Thanks you all.
Im lurking around your blogs so don't worry.
Peace to you, doll. Hugs.
Thanks Lorraine.
I'm late in my 2 cents but please know that I am holding you in my thoughts and prayers. Let yourself be still... for as long as it takes. Be good to yourself. Take this opportunity to settle within knowing you will come out a little wiser and a little stronger. Sending you energy.
Still sending you peace. Hope you are ok.
Seems there is a lot of sadness going around. My best lifelong friend is with her family gathered at her father's hospital bed as we speak knowing that he will pass on any moment. There just isn't any way to prepare the heart for losing a parent.
Blessings to you, Greeny.
You're never too late Yolinna and thank you.
Thanks again Mom.
And Butterfly, thank you.
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