I had a friend who lost his son at 18 due to suicide.
Yesterday I met a woman whose boyfriend died two years ago from lung cancer while she continues to mourn.
You don’t have to lose a loved one in the prime of their years to feel genuine loss. My mother passed away at 96 and I miss her every day.
There are many stages of grief.
I once asked a well-known counselor how long grief should last and he replied, as long as it lasts.
How long is that?
Whenever the grieving is complete as long as you can continue to function in your everyday life. If not, it’s time to seek counseling to better cope.
The way to add meaning to the loss of someone dear to you is to isolate the one characteristic that he or she had that you most admired.
Then devote your life attempting to make that trait a part of you.
In that way, the deceased lives on through you.
And in some small way, their death is a just a bit easier to accept.
Gandhi said it eloquently:
“There are no goodbyes for us. Wherever you are, you will always be in my heart”.
@Diane Cartwright All is forgiven. Your mother is in a better place and rooting for you and she is no doubt proud that you value the qualities she once had as your own.
As most daughters, in my youth, I fought the idea that I was “just like ‘your’ mother”. She was so colorful, different, stubborn, fun and strong-willed. Now, 10 months after losing her I do embrace her positive qualities, even her stubbornness and flare for being “different”, and I see so much of her in me. I find myself using little expressions she used all the while endeavoring not to lose my own unique personality. As my holistic doctor observed, “You can’t live your mother’s life. You have to live yours.” I do. I will, all the while carrying her with me in a special place of honor in my heart.
In the process of her disease she said some horribly hurtful things to me, but that was the disease talking. I have to remember the night she visited me in Seattle where I was working middays for KNUA. She looked at me and said, “You are everything I ever wanted to be.” I treasure that because she was everything I wanted to be.
Thanks to all of you for your comments.
I lost my dearest friend in the world two years ago December but I really started losing him 9 years earlier when he developed Alzheimer’s. Yet he knew me and his face lit up when he heard my voice. There is not a day that I don’t remember this kind man for being so person centered and I would like to keep his many great qualities alive in me to the extent possible. Somehow even trying makes it a little easier to accept the loss.
Thank you, Jerry. I lost my wonderfully beautiful, energetic, warmly loving, fun and mischievous mother 10 months ago from Alzheimer’s. Through all the devastation to her body and mind she never lost her smile, her essence, her passion for life. I felt it every day. It was a privilege to care for her right up until her last breath. To paraphrase Gandhi, she truly does live in my heart. She was my dearest friend.
All true. The death of a loved one is only a loss if you allow it to be. Gleening the trait of someone you lost and memories embraced sacredly can thrive in your heart if you let them , there to live forever.
NICE sentiment…very. And worth practicing.
Victoria