It is now over a week since the police came. The person that called them has still not contacted me. I believe it was malicious, and that I might need to get a temporary restraining order.
JK
i awoke in the middle of the night to banging on my door.
i went to the door half asleep and asked who was there.
i heard “police.” my dog was going crazy, so i slipped outside to talk to them.
It is now over a week since the police came. The person that called them has still not contacted me. I believe it was malicious, and that I might need to get a temporary restraining order.
JK
i have been going through old papers and photographs since my mother passed away.
it has reminded me of some of the reasons that i really hate november.
this year has added to it obviously.. thirty-four years ago, my father passed away in early november.
Flip,
I don't exactly pray to my mother, but I do talk to her throughout the day and night ask her for direction and guidance. During the day I talk to her when her favorite bird comes to eat the suet cakes I have out. Mom loved the wild birds, especially one little woodpecker she nicknamed "Skunky." During the evenings I have been lighting a candle and talk to it. I have not had any experiences like you have yet but would welcome them.
It is just after midnight here, so I too will raise a glass on the anniversary of your mother's passing. Except mine will be a ginger ale.
JK
i recently asking this women out who here has problems with women after being a jw.
i still do.
i will try to talk with with women..
Holden,
I feel your pain. It is awkward asking people out, especially if your self-esteem is low. To this day I almost have to be hit over the head by a woman to get a clue that they are interested in me.
I wish the best in your endeavors.
JK
i have been going through old papers and photographs since my mother passed away.
it has reminded me of some of the reasons that i really hate november.
this year has added to it obviously.. thirty-four years ago, my father passed away in early november.
cog,
I have felt my own mortality for quite some time. I have had serious health issues in the past five years. Thank goodness for ObamaCare, or I most likely would have preceded her on "the conveyor belt of death." My big goal was to stay alive long enough to care for mom until her passing. I knew that my JW sisters would just throw her in a nursing home and I didn't want that for her. In fact, they were pushing for her to go to a nursing home when I was going through my surgeries, saying that it was in her best interest. I am glad I was able to achieve that goal.
I did have plans for my future, but they were dashed last month too. So now I am free to do whatever I want other than that. I just need to figure out what the new "that" is now.
JK
i have been going through old papers and photographs since my mother passed away.
it has reminded me of some of the reasons that i really hate november.
this year has added to it obviously.. thirty-four years ago, my father passed away in early november.
nonjwspouse,
I agree that making new memories is the best way to cope with depressing times of the year. Like you, I am not there yet, as I am still going through things that are reminders of her. Next year perhaps.
JK
i have been going through old papers and photographs since my mother passed away.
it has reminded me of some of the reasons that i really hate november.
this year has added to it obviously.. thirty-four years ago, my father passed away in early november.
ttdtt,
You said "life often just seems like a countdown to death." That is true, but I don't see it as a downside to leaving the religion. I find it easier to deal with being out. At least we can grieve like normal people, instead of faking happiness in a resurrection hope.
A friend once said to me that "it is the conveyor belt of death." We cannot avoid it but at least we can grieve without guilt.
JK
i have been going through old papers and photographs since my mother passed away.
it has reminded me of some of the reasons that i really hate november.
this year has added to it obviously.. thirty-four years ago, my father passed away in early november.
zeb,
I have had times in my life that death seemed to be lurking at the door. A bunch of my friends died in automobile accidents in my teen years in a short span of time.
JK
i have been going through old papers and photographs since my mother passed away.
it has reminded me of some of the reasons that i really hate november.
this year has added to it obviously.. thirty-four years ago, my father passed away in early november.
Was;
I grieve along with you and flipper. I am a 61-year-old orphan too. I am doing my best to endure, but right now it is just concentrating on the next right thing to do. Baby steps.
Flip,
I am glad that you had the opportunity to talk with my mother over the phone. She really should be beatified as a JW saint.
JK
i have been going through old papers and photographs since my mother passed away.
it has reminded me of some of the reasons that i really hate november.
this year has added to it obviously.. thirty-four years ago, my father passed away in early november.
OTWO,
I am glad it is December now and can leave the pain of November behind. I am glad you are my friend and had the chance to meet her in real life. I am looking forward to seeing you this weekend.
CoCo, the poem you quote succinctly describes November in Indiana. Thank you for sharing it.
JK
i have been going through old papers and photographs since my mother passed away.
it has reminded me of some of the reasons that i really hate november.
this year has added to it obviously.. thirty-four years ago, my father passed away in early november.
I have been going through old papers and photographs since my mother passed away. It has reminded me of some of the reasons that I really hate November. This year has added to it obviously.
Thirty-four years ago, my father passed away in early November. He was a very abusive parent when I was growing up. He would wake me in the middle of the night to either beat me or yell at me. At one point he took my bedroom door off so I could not get away from the abuse. I remember hiding in my closet to escape and hide from him.
But in his later years we had mended the relationship somewhat, and actually would do things like watch the World Series together. His heart was giving out, so I made peace with him. I am glad I did for both our sakes.
This November has been the worst with the passing of my mom. She was my rock that I could count on through thick and thin. I always knew she had my back.
Now she is gone, along with a special piece of my heart. She did the best she could for us children growing up in an abusive environment. I am glad that in her later years that I had the blessing of being able to care for her. She was one in a million, and I dedicate this song to her memory. As a friend once told me, they are never gone if they are still remembered. I will never forget the sweetest woman that ever lived.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XyS3Q3DmYFI
JK