My mother passed away on December 10, 2009. I needed a way to help myself work through the grieving process. I knew that just writing an occasional entry in a paper journal wouldn't help me deal w/ the myriad of emotions. I've pledged to write in this blog every day for a year to chronicle what I hope will lead from the pain of mourning to the glory of remembrance.
Showing posts with label Workhouse down. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Workhouse down. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Tuesday, 05 October 2010 -- Day 289 (302)
They say horses only go down when they're sick, well this workhorse was down for the day. I rarely take off from work.....mostly b/c it gets us behind on the material we need to cover, but I just couldn't imagine sitting through 24 speeches today w/ a pounding head. Being sick, no matter how old we get, makes us long for our mom's, and for just an instant today, I thought how Mom would be able to empathize w/ my cold and achiness. Then I remembered that I can't tell her how I feel. So it was encouraging tonight when I talked to Dad to hear him say, "You take care of yourself" just like Mom would've. I've noticed the last few times I've talked w/ him that he chokes up when we say "good-bye." Mom used to do that the last year of her life. Dad said she would be so sad after talking to us kids on the phone, and I can only guess the reason. There were times when I thought about not calling her b/c it would just leave her sad in the end. But I knew that not hearing from me would've made her even more sad. I guess even though she wasn't afraid to die, she was afraid of all that she'd miss in our lives.
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