Today is the 10th anniversary of my mother's death. The day before had been Mothering Sunday, the day after was my birthday. Somehow these dates made it feel even worse, though that may seem impossible.
Today I went to the crematorium to leave some flowers, and to take my usual look at the memorials, and the spot on the grass where we sprinkled her ashes, just where dad's had been sprinkled by her choice 12 years before.
For the first time, I took pictures of the wall plaque and the entry in the book of remembrance.
I know this must be a difficult anniversary for you Val (my mom died 9 weeks ago today) I'm not sure it ever get's easier..
ReplyDeleteLike you we're a family of cat lovers too :)
Ruby says...My sincere condolences to both of you. But loving cats can make everything a little easier.
ReplyDeleteLosing a parent is so difficult. My Father in Law passed two years ago. We still miss him very much. Grief seems to come in waves.
ReplyDelete*BIG HUGS* to you, Val. I know you'll find some comfort in the wonderful little family of four-legged children you've created!
ReplyDeleteThese anniversaries are so bittersweet. I'm sorry Val. And you just never know when the grief will hit, even all these days later. Certain song still make my cry for my dad who is gone 7 years this June.
ReplyDeleteI can only imagine how you must feel. The death of a parent - no matter what age the child - is never easy. Your relationship with your mother and father is on a deeper, more spirtual level now. They walk beside you. Forever guiding, protecting, and reassuring you. Peace and many blessings to you and your family. Cheers Val!!
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I, too, apologize for responding so late. Ten years is a tough one. Reading your post is like reading my own story...it's been 13 years for my Mom and her birthday would've been on April 14th. My father wasn't the same without her so we lost him 2 years after. He passed on September 15th, my birthday was on the 20th, my parents' anniversary was on the 21st and the next day after coming home from the funeral home I found our family dog had passed. "Alex" was 16 years old, lived much longer than Westies normally do, and I think he knew somehow that my father wasn't coming back. The monuments for your parents and pets are beautiful. I've never gone to see where my parents are because to me that's not where they are. Hope it doesn't sound vulgar and out of line to wish you a Happy Belated Birthday too. You remind me of my mother in that you are a very compassionate person. All my best wishes to you, Val.
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