Hi Lucy,
I’m sorry i didn’t reply in time for your mum’s leaving party. (that’s what i called my mum’s). I hope it went ok. I can’t remember bits of the day either, it’s weird, so I ask other people about what happened, whether many people were there, etc.
RE: your mum’s things. Really really hard isn’t it. A phrase I said to myself a lot of the time was “it isn’t her”. My mum isn’t her car - and it’s ok to let it go if i want to, it’s not that i’m getting rid of HER, it’s just her car. Does that make any sense?
I totally get the lack of support too. I’m 4 ish months in to my loss, and I have just a couple of people who ask. I feel like people don’t understand when I’m upset or anything now, but I know that it’s going to take a long old while to feel differently, or happier, and so I just talk to those that will listen! I wish more people cared, but I also guess that most of the time they just don’t get it. I wouldn’t have if it were the other way around, no way would I think it’d take years to get over losing someone. Never have I cried so much! I cried most days for a month, had a few weeks off, and then cried most days for about another month, and now tears have stopped again. Grief comes in waves - very frustrating - you think you’re finally doing ok, and then BAM, the wave knocks you over and you’re in floods of tears! It gets a little easier each day. Like I said, I’m at 4 months, and I don’t feel too bad. I took a long long time from work and i worked less than full time between oct-dec.
I didn’t cremate my mum, i didn’t have any funeral plans for her before she died, so I wear her wedding ring as my way to keep her close to me.
Wishing everyone a happier year than last year, and continued strength to keep going. It seems very unfair that our loved ones died “last year” already and it feels like we’re leaving them behind We’re not though, they never really leave us, we just can’t see them anymore.
My friend told me how she sees loss through the use of this story:
The story of the Dragonfly
This is a beautiful story written by Doris Stickney, it was written to explain death to children. However, I believe that it is such a wonderful story for adults too. See the link at the bottom of the page to buy the full version from Amazon at £1.99.
Down below the surface of a quiet pond lived a little colony of water bugs. They were a happy colony, living far away from the sun. For many months they were very busy, scurrying over the soft mud on the bottom of the pond. They did notice that every once in awhile one of their colony seemed to lose interest in going about. Clinging to the stem of a pond lily it gradually moved out of sight and was seen no more.
dragonfly 2"Look!" said one of the water bugs to another. “one of our colony is climbing up the lily stalk. Where do you think she is going?” Up, up, up it slowly went…Even as they watched, the water bug disappeared from sight. Its friends waited and waited but it didn’t return…
“That’s funny!” said one water bug to another. “Wasn’t she happy here?” asked a second… “Where do you suppose she went?” wondered a third.
No one had an answer. They were greatly puzzled. Finally one of the water bugs, a leader in the colony, gathered its friends together. “I have an idea”. “The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk must promise to come back and tell us where he or she went and why.”
“We promise”, they said solemnly.
One spring day, not long after, the very water bug who had suggested the plan found himself climbing up the lily stalk. Up, up, up, he went. Before he knew what was happening, he had broke through the surface of the water and fallen onto the broad, green lily pad above.
When he awoke, he looked about with surprise. He couldn’t believe what he saw. A startling change had come to his old body. His movement revealed four silver wings and a long tail. Even as he struggled, he felt an impulse to move his wings…The warmth of the sun soon dried the moisture from the new body. He moved his wings again and suddenly found himself up above the water. He had become a dragonfly!!
Swooping and dipping in great curves, he flew through the air. He felt exhilarated in the new atmosphere. By and by the new dragonfly lighted happily on a lily pad to rest. Then it was that he chanced to look below to the bottom of the pond. Why, he was right above his old friends, the water bugs! There they were scurrying around, just as he had been doing some time before.
The dragonfly remembered the promise: “the next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk will come back and tell where he or she went and why.” Without thinking, the dragonfly darted down. Suddenly he hit the surface of the water and bounced away. Now that he was a dragonfly, he could no longer go into the water…
“I can’t return!” he said in dismay. “At least, I tried. But I can’t keep my promise. Even if I could go back, not one of the water bugs would know me in my new body. I guess I’ll just have to wait until they become dragonflies too. Then they’ll understand what has happened to me, and where I went.”
Take care of yourselves, xx