It's the holidays and it's a time of grief that is compounded by ruminating of the good ol days or shifty remembrance. I have several, the good, the bad and the ugly.
First the ugly. I'm a widow now for 8 years. I was with him 14 years and my mother RIP said it takes just as long to grieve someone as long as you were with them.
I call bullshit on that because it's been 27 years since she's been gone. I was 25 when she passed.
I was in my 40s when granny died. I think of her everyday and every time I spend money becausemy pin is her birthday. I was in 30s when pop died and never met his grandson.
He died like most men should. Taking out the trash. My flight arrived the day after he passed and I always mourn that i changed my ticket by a day but am grateful I was there with my grandma.
I have many mixed feelings about losing my husband but more loss About the estrangement from my son for the last 5 years.
We used to be so close but my illnesses took their toll on our relationship just as they did my husband.
I'll write more later but just remember you are not alone. Please post or email if youd prefer a more private way to express yourself.