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When my son was born my sweet mother made him a quilt. He LOVED his quilt and loved and adored his Nana.
He kept that quilt his entire life. Faded, pieces worn through in places, edges a bit frayed...no matter. It was with him everywhere he called home: folded neatly at the bottom of his bed as a teenager. Draped over his bed in his college dorm. It found a comfy spot on the back of his,leather sofa in his first apartment. When he and his girlfriend bought their first home together it was folded over the arm of their bedroom chair.
It went with him during his many extended hospital stays when cancer seemed to dominate his life.
An oncology nurse asked him about it one time, "Is that your security blanket?" He smiled at her, shook his head and said, " No, it's a whole lot more than that. It reminds me that I have always been loved".
To Jason, love looked like a well worn quilt, made by loving hands...piece by piece, stitch by stitch.
That quilt was with him until his final breath...and I like to believe that Nana was there,too, helping him to find his way from this world into whatever lies beyond. Rest in peace, you are both loved so well.
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Some things we don't talk about, we breathe them... Some things cannot be explained, but rather experienced. Some of the most healing moments arise when given the memory, acknowledging the love.One cannot go back in time; we move forward, and we carry the love we shared. No one but ourselves has the power to do so, or the permission to do so, but ourselves.So live life with your faith and...
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I've been feeling like I don't matter my wife the other day instead of telling me she was having a pain day when I went to have sex with her she tell me afterwards that she having pain day due to her fribromyalgia and making feel like shit afterward saying she has a list of things from past 9 years of thing for me to do and is always adding more and more to this list and talk...
I wish you well.
We were at the treatment center for her first chemo treatment. I got my wife settled and comfortable in her chemo station but had left something in the car. I kissed her and reassured her that everything was going to be ok and ran to the car. When I returned she was a wreck. Crying and visibly shaking. An older man at the station next to her got upset with his nurse and made a huge scene. My wife who needed this first treatment to be calm and peaceful was met with the exact opposite.
I spoke with the nurse assigned to my wife and got her moved to an isolated room so she could calm down and gather herself. While I was comforting her this lovely couple came in and spoke with my wife. Reassured her that everything would be OK. They gave her a handmade blanket that the wife made for first time chemo patients. It was beautiful, soft, and made with love. It was the exact kind of gesture that she needed at that moment.
She had it with her for every chemo treatment, blood transfusion, electrolyte infusion, and checkup. She slept with it at home and when we traveled it was always a priority to have with us. It was with her when she took her last breath.
It was much more than a "security blanket". It was pure love that she draped around herself. It is still wrapped around her. It is draped around the urn that hold what is left of her. From time to time I will take it down and sleep with it.
Peace and comfort to you.
I am so very sorry for your loss..... Gentle hug.....xo