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pocon1 · 07-07-2005, 01:39 PM

It is now 5:30 in the afternoon. The priest who will preside over the memorial came by to discuss the memorial service. I ended up choosing the various readings that will be done. I am not religious or spiritual, so I ended up taking the more moderate and less preachy readings. Some of them your may be familiar with. The gospel is the one "in my father's house there are many rooms". Of course the 23rd psalm is in there. We have so much food in the house, because everyone who comes by brings more. It is a good thing there are two refrigerators in the house.
We are going to have three people speak for my mom at the memorial. Me, my stepfather, and a friend. I have this divided up into my head the three roles of my mom; mother, wife, and teacher/professional. After the memorial service we will gather in the rectory (basement) to eat, and receive guests who want to talk. I expect a lot of tears and a lot of people coming up to me saying "you've grown! I used to work with your mother." It is going to be hard to talk about my mother in front of everyone. It will be tough maintaining my composure, but I want to do it. My sister feels that she will not be able to do it, so I will be speaking for both of us.
Some of what helps through this is still being able to laugh. for instance, the nurse who came by today suggested tylenol suppositories for my mother. She changed her mind after seeing the look on my stepfather's face. When we were talking about it later, I said "I don't want mom to wake up and have her last words to me be "get your finger out of my ass"."
Otherwise, we watch a lot of tv and then think about our mother dying and then cry some more. It is so tough waiting, because there is nothing more for her. Things feel like they are at a standstill and that our lives cannot move forward until hers is done. It sounds selfish, but you want her to go so that she is not suffering and you can go on with your life. Because after all, isn't that what any good mother wants for her children?

If you have any questions, please do not hesitate to ask. This is cathartic for me, and I am writing because it helps me unburden, and maybe it will help some of you deal with the future loss of your loved ones. My mother is not the first person to die on this earth, and she will not be the last. How you go about living is what is important. I hope that I can do as well as my mother.

07-07-2005, 01:39 PM	#29 (permalink)
pocon1 Banned	It is now 5:30 in the afternoon. The priest who will preside over the memorial came by to discuss the memorial service. I ended up choosing the various readings that will be done. I am not religious or spiritual, so I ended up taking the more moderate and less preachy readings. Some of them your may be familiar with. The gospel is the one "in my father's house there are many rooms". Of course the 23rd psalm is in there. We have so much food in the house, because everyone who comes by brings more. It is a good thing there are two refrigerators in the house. We are going to have three people speak for my mom at the memorial. Me, my stepfather, and a friend. I have this divided up into my head the three roles of my mom; mother, wife, and teacher/professional. After the memorial service we will gather in the rectory (basement) to eat, and receive guests who want to talk. I expect a lot of tears and a lot of people coming up to me saying "you've grown! I used to work with your mother." It is going to be hard to talk about my mother in front of everyone. It will be tough maintaining my composure, but I want to do it. My sister feels that she will not be able to do it, so I will be speaking for both of us. Some of what helps through this is still being able to laugh. for instance, the nurse who came by today suggested tylenol suppositories for my mother. She changed her mind after seeing the look on my stepfather's face. When we were talking about it later, I said "I don't want mom to wake up and have her last words to me be "get your finger out of my ass"." Otherwise, we watch a lot of tv and then think about our mother dying and then cry some more. It is so tough waiting, because there is nothing more for her. Things feel like they are at a standstill and that our lives cannot move forward until hers is done. It sounds selfish, but you want her to go so that she is not suffering and you can go on with your life. Because after all, isn't that what any good mother wants for her children? If you have any questions, please do not hesitate to ask. This is cathartic for me, and I am writing because it helps me unburden, and maybe it will help some of you deal with the future loss of your loved ones. My mother is not the first person to die on this earth, and she will not be the last. How you go about living is what is important. I hope that I can do as well as my mother.