I lost my mom a week ago, she had been sick since June but losing her was still a shock. You never prepare for end of life. I just don't know how I am suppose to feel, I miss my mom so much, but at the same time I am so glad she is not suffering any more. I have been trying to not be so sad because my belief is I will see her again and she will not be sick ever again. I went to a movie with friends last night and felt sooooo guilty. I go back to work tomorrow and am afraid I will fall apart there. I don't know how I am suppose to feel, is it ok to go to a movie? Should I not do anything but work and home for now? What if I don't grieve the way others think I should? I know my mom isn't hurting, or needing help to breathe, she also had a feeding tube and she begged for food and water, I am relieved she isn't enduring those things now. However, I do miss her so much. I will think of something to tell her and realize I can't and that is the hardest thing ever. A friend of mine told me I could be experiencing post traumatic stress disorder, I don't know a lot about this but I guess anything is possible. From June till October I have been in over load, adrenaline running hard and now I don't know what to do. Any comments are appreciated.
I left my job a year and a half ago under very stressful circumstances. I thought I'd work again, but I was side tracked by mom's needs. I spent all that time responding to her requests and being there for her when she needed to be in the hospital.
She lived independently for 92 years, only with the help of a house cleaner once a week and me. I never knew when she would call me and I spent 4-6 days a week doing things with and for her. In the end I was SO thankful for that time.
When it got frustrating someone on this site told me to hug her and love her and I did that. We were kind to each other and she died peacefully and surrounded by love. Now I need to grieve and cope, as people tell me. I don't know what that means. What I do know is that leaving my job although painful, allowed me to spend these last precious years with my mom. What a gift that turned out to be.
My mom would say to me... everyone dies, get over it. Live your life fully, be happy. Don't read sad books, don't watch sad movies. Enjoy your life. So, while I do cry... I know she would prefer that I laugh. She always told jokes! In her honor, I need to be strong and live the life she would have been proud of and so I will try to find my next adventure... for mom.
Rest in peace my sweet mom. You were a blessing to me.
Just this week I had to make a couple calls to let some people know my mom and dad had both passed and to stop mailing stuff on old accounts, etc...and one of them was sweet enough to offer condolences - "no matter how long its been, let me first say I'm sorry for your loss." and I had to admit to her that yeah, it still brings back a little heartache even now to get those things in the mail and I appreciated the sentiment! Honestly, I think its why I never got around to making those call last year when I could have...
It's been a year and 7 months since I lost my mother...and there are times when I think to myself...'I need to call and see how mom is doing.' Or, I have extra time on my hands now...wonder why...and then come to the realization...this is the time I would normally be visiting/caring for mom. That's where I think circumstances of a particular situation weighs heavily on recovery. You spent a lot of your time (years) and energies caring for your mother. That has been your normal. You will have to create a new normal. That will come with time, and you may experience a variety of emotions during that time. But, a clearing of the fog will eventually come. It may take years...but it will come. Until then, I would get back involved in work, be involved with friends & family, rely on faith, if you have one, and when you have down days or need to express your feelings...come here for support and comfort.
Something I'll share with you which I think was a Godsend and helpful for me: 3 friends since high school (a couple of them and I lived together in my 20's after moving out of the parents' house) but had lost touch over the years...individually came to the funeral home to pay their respects upon my mother's passing. For years growing up, my mother knew these girls, liked them, welcomed them in her home. At the funeral home each of these women, said..."we need to get together and catch-up." Well, surprisingly, we did! After around 30 years of no contact, we started an ongoing "girl's night out" where we meet once a month for dinner, talking, stories, updates and lots of fun. We all enjoy it and look forward to the next session. It's been over a year and we're still going strong. Sue has had bouts of breast cancer and is in remission. During this time, Pam's husband was diagnosed with terminal cancer and succumbed a short time later. So, our group was back at the funeral home, this time organized and united, to provide comfort. I think it was a tremendous help and continues to help her today. We undoubtedly have similar events coming in the future. I don't think it's a big leap to link my mother, even in death, to this re-birth of friendships. She is still influencing and inspiring my life and others'.
I wish you and your family...peace.
Work thru your grief, leaning on Him, and you will "live" and thrive again!
Blessings to you!
He had dementia and it was a terrible disease and slow death. At first I cried hysterically and then at the funeral when I got to see him again, a strange calmness came over me. Like as if I could see clearly what had been going on the past 3 yrs with us. This is what I realized....everyone's life is their own journey. Actual birth and death usually require some assistance. That's where I came in...when he was too weak to continue I did it for him....I picked up his cross and carried it for him. Now his journey is done and my work is finished....he is in heaven and at peace and I can rest also. It was the hardest thing I've ever done... I gave him my all. I miss him so much, but am glad he isn't suffering anymore. I talk to him every day a little bit, remembering his voice, smile, touch and especially the look in his eyes when he'd look at me.
Pure love.
I know when my dad died, I went through a great depression for several years. At work, I would break down and cry. He dominated all of my thoughts every day. I was just getting to know him when he died. I went to the NH every day after work, a 40 mile trip to see him, take him out to the patio in his wheelchair for his cig and talk to him. His mind was fine until the day he died ...Lymphoma killed him. I still miss him and it's been 8 years. Everyone does grieve differently...do whatever you can to get your mind off of the sadness and try to remember the happy times with her. She is happy now! We WILL see and be with them again!!! Prayers heading your way.
Losing a parent is very different than losing a child. I guess it is because in the natural order of things, parents die before their children. We expect it. No one can really have thoughts on how you should grieve. When people are caregivers, much of their grief happens before the loved one dies. Caregivers are there for the decline and the suffering, and feel the sadness and stress as their loved one passes away. From what you wrote, you grieved for over three months helping with your mother and being there for her. Chances are that you are feeling a bit numb at the moment. That is normal. Don't worry about it. Just remember your mother in your own way. You did what was most important in being there for her while she was still on this earth.