Miss You Mom

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  • LyinEyes
    LyinEyes

    (((((((((Donkey)))))))))))) that was a very touching tribute to your mother. It must be hard to lose her little by little like that. I am sure you are still her life, I am glad you got to see her again, spend time with her.

    Since I don't have my mother I can only relate to the times my mother was not herself , not remembering important things in my life because she was not in her right mind due to drug use. She was addicted to prescription pain pills and when she was on them , she was a shell of the wonderful person she used to be. I wanted so much to have my mother back the way she was, I really hurt and cried when I looked in her eyes and didnt see that firey spark that she used to have. It was a lonely feeling, I guess I knew from along time ago since I was very young, that one day she would be gone forever. I miss my mom too, different reasons why I know, but a Mother is really a special person in your heart. You really wrote a lovely thread to her and she would be proud , next time you see her , read it to her. I hope that one day my sons and daughter will feel and say those things about me. If they do , then I consider my job of being a Mother well done. You have done you Mama proud , Donkey.

    Dede

  • Bills girl
    Bills girl

    Dear Donkey,

    I'm new to this list but wanted to tell you how moved I was with your post about your mother. It's wonderful that you have such loving memories of your mother.

    My mother and I were like oil and water. We loved each other, after a fashion, but never understood or liked each other much. I learned never to turn my back on her.

    June 5th, she had a stroke. My daughter found her after I kept calling her and didn't get an answer. I still beat myself up for not leaving work and checking her when I first realized she hadn't answered her phone as usual. She can no longer speak and has lost use of her right side. My daughter and I have brought her to my daughters home to care for her.

    I miss my mother too...our conversations..and I miss her stubborness (although I think that's what will help her now) and the guilt I feel for not being able to overcome our differences is sometimes so crushing.

    I can relate for grieving for your mother, even though she's not gone physically...

  • cruzanheart
    cruzanheart

    (((((Jack))))) I can relate, Jack -- my mother has advanced Alzheimer's and simply does not exist as the person she was. Now, to be fair, in some areas that's a REAL improvement, and anyone who knew my mother in her heyday will agree with you. She was abrasive, opionated, verbally and mentally abusive, BUT she was also fiercely protective of her family, made me feel warm and secure when I was sick or sad, and made a killer chicken soup that would cure anything from dog distemper to chicken pox. The only good thing about her Alzheimer's is that she doesn't know where she is or what she is now and she is actually happy. Never in my whole life did I see my mother happy until she lost her mind, which is kind of ironic.

    I miss her, though, and I can really empathize with you. You are going through a grieving process for the mom you grew up with.

    Lots of hugs,

    Nina

  • mouthy
    mouthy

    Jack (((hug)) Very moving tribute-------> Now I have to say I think I am beginning Alzheimer's..Dont laugh. Last week I had a group for lunch... When they left I cleared the table & did the dishes--- To my amazement I had put a FULL tub of margerine in with the dishes ( soapy water) THEN! the next day I found the milk in the cupboard NOT the fridge- it was bad of course. I have been telling all I have "some timers" -but I have to up-grade it to Alzheimer's. I went to the Dr & told I think I am starting it- she said they cant test for that ( unless I am in advanced stages) She asked why? I told her I might be driving somewhere & I forget where I am going !!! she asked "do you know how to get home?" I said" yes!" her answer " Well you dont have it"
    But Jack I hope one of my children can write me a tribute like that .....

  • little witch
    little witch

    ((((((Donkey))))))

    My Mom died when I was two......

    I don't have a single memory of her...Not one...

    Please treasure your memories of your dear mother, and hold her dear.

    Mother's are our protectors, our friends, our biggest advicates, and not ever having one really bites....

    Thanks for sharing......A beautiful tribute.

  • Hamas
    Hamas

    Jack, great post, man.

    May you have true peace, my friend. Your post touched me. You never know what you have until it's gone.

  • Mystery
    Mystery

    I hope my son's have the same feelings as you when I am gone. (mentally or physically)

    (((take care)))

  • termite 35
    termite 35

    Jack, that was a lovely thing to do for your mother, she sounds wonderful.

    Alzheimers is a cruel disease- but lucidness does exist within it occasionally.

    My grandmother had it and was rapidly loosing all comprehension and control, she was confused and slipping in and out of conciousness and on morphine too ; but the night before she died I had been sitting by her bed for a lon time and kissed her goodnight as I had to go home and told her I loved her; she turned to me and said really clearly that she loved me too, very much - and thanked me for sitting with her ! So I guess I just wanted to say that you may 'meet' your mother again in some moment in her world.

    The book reading on radio4 that Simon spoke about was wonderful - I really got lost in it- wonderful ; it may be a good book for you to read- I think it's called 'my father' i'll try and find the author's name and pm you

    x

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