tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495665171407148682.post3585796885600104441..comments2023-10-23T11:34:45.110-05:00Comments on Growing Older But Not Up: The Long GoodbyeHula Girl at Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15818235856941945733noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495665171407148682.post-81853512930149538452009-06-28T08:44:01.898-05:002009-06-28T08:44:01.898-05:00Having cleaned out my mom's things (so my dad ...Having cleaned out my mom's things (so my dad didn't have to do it) and then his things a few years later, I sympathize with how strange a process that is. <br /><br />The rational side that wants the stuff gone is no match for the emotional side that wants to hang on a little bit longer. <br /><br />Sending you good thoughts.J.G.https://www.blogger.com/profile/02806805528636359436noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495665171407148682.post-21230136073508180312009-06-26T21:12:46.099-05:002009-06-26T21:12:46.099-05:00Dee from Tennessee
Just so sorry...and it's s...Dee from Tennessee<br /><br />Just so sorry...and it's so true what you said about everything has to be touched, picked up, handled. It is exhausting and overwhelming. My heart so goes out to her mother. May God give grace and strength for every day, hour by hour, minute by minutes. Sending a big hug to you and yours.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495665171407148682.post-65753058270260406722009-06-26T07:56:07.171-05:002009-06-26T07:56:07.171-05:00The pain will always be with you, and it will stil...The pain will always be with you, and it will still appear when you least expect it. Like Mike says, ride it out and remember the good times. Your having closure but at the same time reality is setting in. Keep the faith and may you find peace.Jan n Jerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01511769102935583608noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495665171407148682.post-73521942390039510012009-06-26T07:35:30.770-05:002009-06-26T07:35:30.770-05:00Oh sweetie. I truly do know some of how you feel....Oh sweetie. I truly do know some of how you feel. When Mother went to the nursing home I was pregnant with Stephanie and was the one that went through her entire house. For many many evenings I was at her house, opening boxes and drawers, deciding who might want what. There were lots of tears and lots of laughs. Being pregnant didn't help either. Most of her stuff was taken to my house and stored in the garage because I didn't know what to do w/it. The rest was hauled off to the dump. It just wasnt worth saving. I finally had a garage sale after my husband at the time split up. I sold a lot of stuff and used the money for a new rental house for me and the kids. Mother would have liked that. By this time she no longer knew who I was since the ALS and dementia had taken her mind. So I realize what an emotional roller coaster this has been on all of you. I wanted to tell you something too. The song "Sissy's song" by Alan Jackson reminds me so much of you and your Sissy. It will get better with time but it will always hurt. I think of you and your family every day and keep you in my prayers. Stay strong with your sweet family.Trailbosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10560979016510119034noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495665171407148682.post-66753645620922648422009-06-26T07:34:18.054-05:002009-06-26T07:34:18.054-05:00Hugs and hugs and hugs hon. It is always always t...Hugs and hugs and hugs hon. It is always always tough to say goodbye, even when your moving towards something, this is so hard.<br /><br />{{{{{{{{{{hugs hugs hugs}}}}}}}}}}}<br /><br />Go kiss that baby....anecdotes for most ills.orenetahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10616103982088424715noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495665171407148682.post-43165827844705077452009-06-25T21:48:25.297-05:002009-06-25T21:48:25.297-05:00((((HUGS HUGS HUGS))))((((HUGS HUGS HUGS))))karismahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02529919522651147308noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2495665171407148682.post-20746478639962167062009-06-25T20:58:11.862-05:002009-06-25T20:58:11.862-05:00I don't want to rain on your parade,but there ...I don't want to rain on your parade,but there are time that the loss of my Dad(1984) and the loss of my Mom(2003) still tear me up.Granted both their deaths were due to natural causes,the pain is still the same.the best we can do is to ride the emotion out and try to keep moveing forward the best we can.Mike Golchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14472496241893921107noreply@blogger.com