Motherless Daughters Community Group
For any daughter who has lost their mother, whether through Death (if it's been one day ago or 40 years ago) or Abandonment, (i.e.-drug abuse, mental illness, physical or emotional abuse, etc.) and is working through the grief process. This group provides unconditional support and understanding from women who have also lost their Moms and who truly care.
Imagine when u sleep u cry out. When u are awake..you have tears and a heavy heart..
I was the person who was left to make a decision. A decision the i know was the right thing to do, but an extremely
Painful outcome. I am one of five children my mother had. The only who showerd her with love and critisism. I never took from my mom.. i gave until she would hurt my feelings than id walk away.. but not for to long i would forgive her and miss her. I never called my mom a name.. but i would call her out for the things she would do.. i guess i just wanted her to make better choices. Dont get me wrong. I am far from perfect. I just tried my best to help. Give and love without pain. Fast foward to 2011. The year of my mother's decline. We found out..in the last year how serious herhealth problems were. My mothernever told us she had hep c. And i knew she had liver damage from a surgeon who informed meafter one of her surgeries. I never knew until i saw everything.. the encephalathopy...the pain medication..the times she was so out of it id cry. I got involved.VERY INVOLVED and learned everything. I was on my mom about EVERYTHING. She was slowly dying from liver failure. And i swear i would beg her to follow the doctors orders.. but she wanted to do what she wanted. Mainly eat and drink against the diets. My mother was stubborn. She loved her soda and juices.i would spend soo much time with her..in and out of the hospital and nursing home..she had to be in one at only 52. Her legs would swell..adema..weeping..couldnt walk somedays.. then eventually at all. We had to leave her regular hospital one day. Her doctor told me my mother was never going to be out of the hospital.we had to transfer to the UofM. There i learned my mothers medical history and seriousness of everything. This hospital did transplants. I had to fight to get my mom considered to be on a list..but it was soon enough.. i think that she knew.. she opened up and apologized for everything she has done. And i cried to her to not give up and to please follow her diet restrictions. One day we got on the list..to be taken off 12 hours later.. my mom had another infection but she wouldnt wake up. I had to take her off life support she had a bad liver and it took her kidneys. Sepsis and multiple organ failure.
I quit my jobs..i tried to go back but i cant. I cry. I see my siblings and ask sometimes.. but i seem to be the only struggling. I dream about her soo much. It has been 10 months. And u know what sucks..people i thought i could count on notbeing there.. so i grieve alone. I am 31. Not married and no kids.. i just wish..i can go back and hold her again.. i love my mom. No matter what. And she didnt deserve this.. she wasnt ready.
All i hope for..is she is with her mother and her husband. I knew she missed them. Just like im missing her.
I was the person who was left to make a decision. A decision the i know was the right thing to do, but an extremely
Painful outcome. I am one of five children my mother had. The only who showerd her with love and critisism. I never took from my mom.. i gave until she would hurt my feelings than id walk away.. but not for to long i would forgive her and miss her. I never called my mom a name.. but i would call her out for the things she would do.. i guess i just wanted her to make better choices. Dont get me wrong. I am far from perfect. I just tried my best to help. Give and love without pain. Fast foward to 2011. The year of my mother's decline. We found out..in the last year how serious herhealth problems were. My mothernever told us she had hep c. And i knew she had liver damage from a surgeon who informed meafter one of her surgeries. I never knew until i saw everything.. the encephalathopy...the pain medication..the times she was so out of it id cry. I got involved.VERY INVOLVED and learned everything. I was on my mom about EVERYTHING. She was slowly dying from liver failure. And i swear i would beg her to follow the doctors orders.. but she wanted to do what she wanted. Mainly eat and drink against the diets. My mother was stubborn. She loved her soda and juices.i would spend soo much time with her..in and out of the hospital and nursing home..she had to be in one at only 52. Her legs would swell..adema..weeping..couldnt walk somedays.. then eventually at all. We had to leave her regular hospital one day. Her doctor told me my mother was never going to be out of the hospital.we had to transfer to the UofM. There i learned my mothers medical history and seriousness of everything. This hospital did transplants. I had to fight to get my mom considered to be on a list..but it was soon enough.. i think that she knew.. she opened up and apologized for everything she has done. And i cried to her to not give up and to please follow her diet restrictions. One day we got on the list..to be taken off 12 hours later.. my mom had another infection but she wouldnt wake up. I had to take her off life support she had a bad liver and it took her kidneys. Sepsis and multiple organ failure.
I quit my jobs..i tried to go back but i cant. I cry. I see my siblings and ask sometimes.. but i seem to be the only struggling. I dream about her soo much. It has been 10 months. And u know what sucks..people i thought i could count on notbeing there.. so i grieve alone. I am 31. Not married and no kids.. i just wish..i can go back and hold her again.. i love my mom. No matter what. And she didnt deserve this.. she wasnt ready.
All i hope for..is she is with her mother and her husband. I knew she missed them. Just like im missing her.
100 ways to grieve series by alan wolfelt centerforloss.com
griefshare.org free emails.
My mom was also my go to person to share things with or vent. I knew I needed something early and she liked bears so I ran to build a bear and make me a bear. its helped early to hold her, to tell her everything i would tell my mom. also writing things down or looking at pics. i talk to her pics. its helps to have a linking object to you mom. something she liked or had. could be clothes, pics, something she liked. her bday is sept so just having blue or sapphire around gave me strength and finally.... I had hope through certain bible verses. I am now telling Jesus everything. If you want, I can share some with you. Like I said, Im 15 months into this. HUGS!!!
There is nothing wrong with crying...cry as much as you need, but my suggestion is keep your life going. Remember, if you're sitting in your room doing nothing, life is still moving by every second. Your mom would have wanted you happy. Be proud you had the courage to let her go...it gives me peace sometimes.
Take care sweetheart...