Another First

Made it through another first....Was handling things pretty well, when someone asked my son about Thanksgiving..did we always have it at his house ...he immediately said "yes" then made a fast retract and said .."well, not last year"  as each of us looked into each other's sad eyes as we remembered where we were, what we were doing on Thanksgiving Day last year...Not a happy day that last....
But we got through it...and had a good time with the family.  We stayed later than everyone else and had a nice sweet talk with Jeff and Jean. 
We left and went to the nursing home to visit mom on the way home.  She got on my nerves...hope she couldn't tell it...but some days that's just my mom...She totally think that she is in love.  She has been having some weird thoughts lately and it is at night when everyone knows sounds are different.  Now she tel me they are putting her on some new meds next week...I asked "What were they going to give her", I know that some meds for work for her so will have to wait and see....
For everyone out there who made another "First" hope it went okay.
Sandi

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heartsandhands
heartsandhands

Sandi, we made it. I think we\'ve had enough roller coaster in the past couple of weeks that I for one washed up at the table yesterday in a state of semi-numbness! Well, not numb, but cried out for a while. Sometimes those questions people ask..... I take a minute...... think about what to say........ sometimes my silence probably says it all.
Love and peace,
Sarah
deleted_user
deleted_user

Know how hard it was. Glad it\'s over for you, this round. Also, know what you mean about your Mom. Mine is living with me. No matter how much you love them, sometimes they just get to you. Hang in there. Gaye
biowoman
biowoman

Making it through is what you do initially...gradually there will be some feelings of enjoyment...love and hugs...Karen
Livingjuicy
Livingjuicy

Thanks for letting us know how it was for you. This was our third without our son and as Karen mentioned more peaceful moments begin to slowly creep in as if on tippy toes... so, so quiet. Almost takes a moment to realize what is happening and it\'s not really anything that I can articulate except to say that I feel it within my heart. It is here for each of us and cannot be rushed. Yet, it comes thank goodness as I don\'t believe any of us are ever meant to stay in the anguish of those first days, weeks and months. Each day noticing even a nano moment of peace can be ours. Gentle care to you and continued healing for each of us. Hugs, Joanie
Abotsd
Abotsd

The sharp pain of loss just bursts in me like a fire, totally unexpected, my face in my hands, I retired to my bedroom. It\'s very hard to lose a child. I wouldn\'t wish it on my worst enemy. Still, the holiday was loving and meaningfull and thank G-d, it\'s over.
KandL
KandL

Sandi, you did well. Enjoyed your family and even shared the sad moments. For me, family makes the holiday gentler. It is a challenge to care for elderly parents especially since you, yourself are so fragile. You did well. Ken is proud of you. Hugs, Linda
Missinglisa
Missinglisa

It sounds like it went well, all things considered. Take care.
Hugs, Marlene
deleted_user
deleted_user

I am glad the day went alright for you! Sandi I hope each day gets more peaceful and that the coming holiday season you are surrounded by those that you love I know it helped me last year on my first Christmas!! Hugs Wendy
deleted_user
deleted_user

Sandi, you did great.....may heaven send you gentle comfort through out this holiday season..
Hugs, Pat
SusanLarson
SusanLarson

It\'s tough, but you did it, Susan
PLA58
PLA58

We need to be around family. Holidays are very hard, God will give you strength when you lest expected it.
We all made it, now on to the next battle.

Hugs Penny
BinkyH
BinkyH

Sandi, the \"firsts\" are among the worst, but please remember what a dear friend told me. You will not miss your son any more on the anniversary dates than you do any other day of the year. They are just a calendar number. You will not miss him anymore on December 25th than you do any other day of the year. Only more memories abound. Love, Belinda