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I Find That the Grief Journey Is Lonely

Heaven Sent... My sweetest angel,

Do you have any idea how much I miss you? More than you ever know. You are my first thought in the morning and my last at night.

Whoever said that time heals all wounds, lied. I hurt as much today as I did 6 years ago. As the date approaches, I am often on my knees in tears. Yesterday I was crying so hard, I had to pull the car over and lay my head on the steering wheel. How I wish I could have made your life less painful, how I mourn your lost happiness.

Do you hear me tell you I love you? I always think that if I can quiet my mind, I will hear you say “I love you too, mom” but it is wishful thinking.

Did you know that I called your cell phone every single day just to hear your voice one last time?

Did you know that I celebrate your birthday with a cupcake? I light the single candle and honor your birth every single birthday.

Did you see me at the Candlebox concert? I was front row, singing my heart out. I almost know all the words Genevieve. I am sure the band thought who is this crazy old lady? I spoke to the lead guitarist after the concert and told him that Candlebox was your favorite band. I was just there in your place. He actually hugged me.

I went shopping the other day. I saw this pretty little skirt. I looked down and the brand was your name. Next to it was a Roxy sweatshirt. It was too much and I had to leave the store.

Babe, I have been trying to bargain with God. I told him if I had one more day with you, I would hold you in my arms. HE knows I won’t let go though. So please give me just one more minute with my baby so I can tell her how much I love her and miss her. He is not answering my prayer.

So since you are much closer to him than I am, would you do me a favor? Can you ask him to bring back my little chickadees? They need me as much as I need them. You see, I was put on this earth to be a mom and I am lost without someone to take care of. For purely selfish reasons, will you ask him for me?

I never say the “D” word and your name in the same sentence. I tell people I lost you. Because my heart knows one day I will find you again.

So babe, In closing, Know this much to be true:
Until I see you again, know that I love you.

Always,
Your mom

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slobbernut
I am sorry for your loss, you are right, that time heals all is b.s. I lost my dad a long time ago (1986), but when I let myself think about it, the pain and emptiness is, right here with me. Over the years I have found that I just do not let myself think about it, so it doesn't hurt, but when I do, when I think about the things I have missed with him, his guidance, him seeing his grandson, the pain and sorrow find me quickly. I believe you are right also, that you will see her again one day. My father comes to me in dreams, not as often as I like, but it is like he is checking on me. We talk for a bit, but he always has to go. The very first time was the night before his funeral, he told me please do not worry about me, I am fine. I miss you but I will see you again. Some tell me that was the dream of a hurting person, but I choose to take him at his word. You will see her again.
akindheart · 61-69, F
I never see, feell or hear from her as badly as I wish it to be. Others in my family dream of her all the time. Not me. I was told it was because my grief is too bad.