I have spoken to my Mom probably about 7-10 times today and the day is not over, so we will talk more. Thats the daily routine. I feel very blessed.
Your mom sounds a lot like mine. She was the middle child of 8 kids and was the smartest in school out of all of them. My mom was the eternal peacekeeper and all my cousins said she was their favorite aunt. My mom was always optomistic, stood up for what she believed in and never gave up. She was loved by so many. I am blessed to have her as my mom and I wouldn't trade her for the world. Although, now I find myself lost at times without her around to ask for advice. I just try to think of what she would do.Originally Posted by MyRage
She was the youngest of 6 kids, the second to pass. She was everyone's fave aunt. I was so lucky to have her for my mom. When she passed, I had so many people come up to me and tell me what a great person she was. How much they loved her. How great a friend she was.
Your message choked me up!Originally Posted by Duchess15
Your mom sounds a lot like mine. She was the middle child of 8 kids and was the smartest in school out of all of them. My mom was the eternal peacekeeper and all my cousins said she was their favorite aunt. My mom was always optomistic, stood up for what she believed in and never gave up. She was loved by so many. I am blessed to have her as my mom and I wouldn't trade her for the world. Although, now I find myself lost at times without her around to ask for advice. I just try to think of what she would do.
My mom was meant to be a mom - she was a natural. I found a Mother's Day card this year at work in the gift shop and I cried because it described her to a T and she will never get to read it.
What a nice tribute to your mom!
Your mom's behavior sounds a lot like my dad and I. It would have been easier had I been left with her than him. Although I would never wish him ill, I am now forced to pick up all her responsibilities until I can move out.Originally Posted by MyRage
Your message choked me up!My mother in law got a book about mother animals for her mom, and gave it to me to read to my mom when my mom was overdosed in the hospital. I read it to her while she was coming out of her overdose, and we read it together when she was with it enough to read. I still have the book.
My mom was a great mom, she made many mistakes, missed a lot in our childhood because of her bad choices, but before she passed she cried to me about her mistakes, and wanted forgiveness. I had forgiven her long time ago, and told her so. She had quit drinking 9 months before she passed, and quit smoking at the same time. She felt bad for missing out on so much. The important thing she instilled in us was love. She made sure we knew we were loved. My mom and I had a very rocky relationship for years, we didn't get along at all when I was in my teens. She belittled me, my feelings, my thoughts. She didn't understand what it was like to be young anymore. At the time I hated her for it. As I matured, and grew, I learned that she wasn't perfect. I learned that she didn't know everything. I learned that she was human like me, and had problems and fears, and faults. I learned from her how to forgive and move forward. I learned to face my faults and admit my wrongs, and mistakes. I learned to be myself, and stand my ground.
I am glad that some of you have been inspired to share memories, and stories, and to call. I thank you all for helping me to honor my mom's memory. It means a lot to me. I hope to read more stories, good and bad. I know my mom wasn't perfect, but she was mine. I was 26, and my brother was 18 when she passed. He was a senior, he didn't graduate. I hurt more for him then myself because I had 8 more years with her then he did. He was the LAST person in the family to talk to her. She gave him her final message for the family.
Thank you all.It means a lot to me.
Be safe.
I am sorry for your loss. My mom had metostatic liver cancer. She got diagnosed after a year of horrid pain in her abdomin. She was tested for cancer a year earlier for her elavated white blood cells, but her doctor found no SKIN cancer. He never checked her anywhere else, or did any other tests after that. She was a native american, who drank and smoked. What did her life matter? Then when she did get diagnosed, he over perscribed her pain meds and put her into a drug induced coma. When her pain patch fell off, she started to come out of her coma. We had another 5 months after that with her.Originally Posted by Duchess15
Your mom's behavior sounds a lot like my dad and I. It would have been easier had I been left with her than him. Although I would never wish him ill, I am now forced to pick up all her responsibilities until I can move out.
The important thing is that she realized her mistakes in the end. Some people, like my dad, will change for no one, not even when my mom died. She always believed in me and was someone who would never judge you based on your race or ethinicity, even though she was judged in return. She respected you for the person you were inside.
As she got sick, we reversed roles and I became her caretaker. I did things I never thought I would be able to, but I did, because she was always there for me and I would not just sit and watch her suffer. She suffered horribly and it still bothers me to this day that no matter what I did, I couldn't fix it. I would have taken her place if I could have.
You show a strength of character to have allowed your mom to be able to speak her peace to you. That is not very easy to do. I talked to my mom while she was in the hospital, but I never got to tell her that I loved her while she was still awake. Her lungs failed and that was it. I kept talking to her hoping that she could hear me, but I'll never know. I just wish I could have talked to her one more time.
She died this year and I am only 27. I have gone through what people go through in a lifetime and it isn't over yet. There is not a day that goes by that I don't think of her.
My mom died due to side effects of the medications she was on. It killed her liver. The problem is - no one around me seems to understand because they haven't gone through it themselves.Originally Posted by MyRage
Stay strong. For me the pain is still there, will always be, but it gets easier to move forward. The cloud of confusion and loss lessens. We get stronger every day, especially when there are others around who understand what we are going through, and are willing to listen.
Be safe.
I hear what you are saying. I have people telling me still that I need to 'get over' it, and forget it. I won't. She was my mom. She is my mom. She is gone, it hurts. I live every day. I think about her every day. I miss her every day. I don't cry everyday. I'm not sad every day. But... at one point or another she enters my mind. I will not stop thinking about her. My hubby says I dwell. I mention her once in a while, and I am dwelling. He has no idea how I feel.Originally Posted by Duchess15
My mom died due to side effects of the medications she was on. It killed her liver. The problem is - no one around me seems to understand because they haven't gone through it themselves.
Most moms curse their children with a child worse then they were when they were kids... my mom told me I would never have kids. She was right. I am broken. I would have loved to have given my mom a grandchild before she passed. My lilbro has a step daughter that he calls his own. She was born November 22 of last year, and he has been her dad since Februrary. He and his girlfriend have talked about having a baby together, and she has talked about being a serrogate mom for me. If/when they have their own child, I will cry so hard for my mom not being here to see it. But in my heart I know she will be right there with them the whole time, as she is always in my heart, and my brother's. I know she has been with Lilly, and loving her as thought my brother fathered her.Originally Posted by kluchetta
Thanks for starting this thread! I lost my mom on Halloween last year. I have a lot of times that I really miss talking to her - whenever something happens; good or bad - the first thing I want to do is call her. I still have the last emails she sent me.
I like the comment about "talking every day, we just don't use the phone!" That how I feel - I even asked my daughter, she thinks that too.
We didn't have a perfect relationship, but I'll tell you, my becoming a mother was the best thing that happened to my mother's and my relationship. I hope that other people have that experience too!
Thanks for your response. You are describing exactly how I feel. However, when I am around others I have started to close up because knowing that they will not understand I do not bother. For me, it will never go away and holidays only make it worse. They just can't understand that there are times where I am not able to be happy.Originally Posted by MyRage
I hear what you are saying. I have people telling me still that I need to 'get over' it, and forget it. I won't. She was my mom. She is my mom. She is gone, it hurts. I live every day. I think about her every day. I miss her every day. I don't cry everyday. I'm not sad every day. But... at one point or another she enters my mind. I will not stop thinking about her. My hubby says I dwell. I mention her once in a while, and I am dwelling. He has no idea how I feel.
People have a hard time putting themelves in other's shoes. People have a hard time just listening when it comes to someone's pain, especially when it is over loosing someone important in their lives. I think it is because they don't want to think about it. Or they try to hide from it. I won't. I will allow myself to feel what ever emotion comes to me when somoene needs me to listen. I don't exactly like to hear someone talk about their mom. But I listen, cuz some day they may be there to listen to me talk about mine. Sometimes I need to share what a wonderful person she was so that I can keep her memory alive.
Feel free to talk about your mom as much as you need or want, in private messages to me or on this thread.I can try to understand how you feel. I do know what it is like to loose my mom. I know how I felt when I found out she was gone. I simply said in my mind 'thank you God for letting me have her for my mom'. Then my next thought was 'I don't have a mom anymore'.
I have a wonderful stepmom who knew my mom. She listens when we talk about her. She lets my dad talk about her any time he wants to. I am so lucky that my family has been reconstructed so I have two parents and two step sisters, one who passed one day shy of the first anniversary of my mom passing, and one who is happily living in Oklahoma.
I am babbling, sorry. My thoughts are really skattered right now. There is flooding here from Ike. We were just getting things back together from Gustav. We had just got power back after 10 days without after Gustav passed, then lost it again, and got it back. Everything is chaos around me. Yet the only thing I know is that my mom was my mom and I love her.
Be safe.