Five years ago today, at this very hour, i was getting ready to go to my Mom's funeral...
Trying to wrap my brain around the fact that it's been 5 years already...
Remembering how the judges, out of respect for Mom, either postponed their sessions that morning or excused the attorneys on their dockets who were coming to the funeral...
Thinking about the different things people said to me over the last 5 years when i was trying to express my grief or seemed off in another world lost in thoughts of Mom. Thinking about how earlier this year it hit me early and hit me hard...
A suggestion to those who have hurting friends...Don't slam your hand down on a table and yell "snap out of it" - it's just not that easy and makes me want to tell them "When it's YOUR mother come tell me how it feels."
This pain is real...it's cold and hollow. In time you kind of get used to it but it never really goes away.
If someone wants to talk about their pain please let them...please just listen. If you don't want to listen or if it makes you uncomfortable please be honest with them and tell them.
And ask them if they are OK...
Sometimes the 3 most important words to someone are "How are you?"
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