And when those blue snowflakes start falling That's when those blue memories start calling Blue Christmas, Elvis Presley If I had any hopes that relatives and acquaintances nearby would continue to keep in touch, they were soon dashed at the beginning of the new year. Perhaps they thought Dad and I would accept Mom’s loss after three months—and that dwelling on it would only make us grieve longer. Perhaps those around us were finally fed up with driving us around; after all, they’d been doing so since last May. Who could blame them?
I really enjoyed the piece. You're a great writer. I could relate to so much of it. You're so right about how there's just not much for middle aged people losing a parent. Everything I come across seems to be about children who have lost a parent, or someone who's lost a spouse. Like you said middle-aged people are expected to be self-sufficient and have families of their own. Unfortunately I'm neither of them oh, I had no one other than my mother and I'm currently unemployed.
I can even relate to you not driving as I'm one of those odd people that also doesn't drive. I got my driver's license 31 years ago at age 20 and have kept it up to date, but knew right away this was not an activity I wanted to engage in. I just found it so incredibly anxiety-inducing I just never really did it.
I also continue to find it difficult to think about anything other than my mom specifically the final six weeks. Almost everything I see triggers a memory of that period of six weeks or triggers a memory of when we were hopeful that things might be well. I can't seem to get out of that Loop. Two weeks after she passed I wish I could say it was getting better but today was probably the worst day ever. Having to cancel her credit cards and repeatedly tell the person on the other end of the phone my mom passed away while looking over her death certificate just bashed me in the head with the finality of it all. Anyway, just a great piece of writing. I thought it was really moving and was truly about to relate to it.
I really enjoyed the piece. You're a great writer. I could relate to so much of it. You're so right about how there's just not much for middle aged people losing a parent. Everything I come across seems to be about children who have lost a parent, or someone who's lost a spouse. Like you said middle-aged people are expected to be self-sufficient and have families of their own. Unfortunately I'm neither of them oh, I had no one other than my mother and I'm currently unemployed.
I can even relate to you not driving as I'm one of those odd people that also doesn't drive. I got my driver's license 31 years ago at age 20 and have kept it up to date, but knew right away this was not an activity I wanted to engage in. I just found it so incredibly anxiety-inducing I just never really did it.
I also continue to find it difficult to think about anything other than my mom specifically the final six weeks. Almost everything I see triggers a memory of that period of six weeks or triggers a memory of when we were hopeful that things might be well. I can't seem to get out of that Loop. Two weeks after she passed I wish I could say it was getting better but today was probably the worst day ever. Having to cancel her credit cards and repeatedly tell the person on the other end of the phone my mom passed away while looking over her death certificate just bashed me in the head with the finality of it all. Anyway, just a great piece of writing. I thought it was really moving and was truly about to relate to it.