Back in the saddle again
Rabbit rabbit! Hard to believe today is August 1st, where has the summer gone?
I’m trying to get back into some sort of routine, it’s my second day back at work after being off 10 or so days since my mother died. Except for forgetting pretty much everything I need for work (beeper, phone, bank card, jewelry), it’s going pretty well.
Lest you think the death of my mother nullified my Sandwich Generation membership card, be ye not afraid. Right before she died, my dad’s back problem got bad, and, I was at the doctor with him less than 48 hours after her funeral. He’s much better in that regard now after a steroid shot. Other than the back problem, he seems to be faring pretty well. He’s got to figure out a new way of living now with my mother gone, and, there’s not much I can do about that, he’s going to have to find it on his own. However, the control freak in me keeps trying to affect it, anyway. We’ll see how long he tolerates that. Hint: probably not very long.
The kids have done well with the death and all the surrounding hoopla. I was kind of worried about how my middle child would take it, but, he’s OK. Right now, I just make sure they have access to some pictures of her and hope that they will have some specific memories of her. However, I’m pretty getting to ride in a limousine at the funeral will rank right up there for them. That’s OK, I’m pretty sure my mother is amused.
As for me, I’m doing better than I thought I would. There’s still a few moments of getting accosted by tears that come out of nowhere, and, the bizarre compulsion to tell everyone I meet that my mother died, but, those are getting better, too.
Tags: death, Sandwich_Generation
6 opinions for Back in the saddle again
Kerri
Aug 1, 2006 at 6:32 pm
If there’s any good in this, it’s that you had a mom worth missing. I miss my dad, too.
Zoots Mom
Aug 3, 2006 at 4:09 am
You know, no matter how “expected” it was and no matter how it happens and no matter how old she was, losing Mom just hurts. It doesn’t stop but it doesn’t hurt every time you think about it. Hang in there. More often than not when I think of Mom I just smile and miss her..
Karen
Aug 3, 2006 at 8:31 am
You will find the tears will come unexpectedly for a long time. They still do after my dad’s death in January. My mom died in 1972, and while the tears don’t come, there is still the hole that is left in my life. The rawness will go away.
Melissa
Aug 6, 2006 at 9:53 am
I think you are holding up wonderfully. Seriously. I would be in a puddle in the laundry room looking for Xanax.
As far as helping your dad, I’m like that too. I want to help everyone so I can forget about me. I have no words of wisdom for that.
Latte Man
Aug 16, 2006 at 10:23 am
When my father passed away, we had my daughter go through the photo albums and pick out the pictures she liked best. We had copies of them made, bought a small picture album that she decorated and filled with the picture, so now whenever she is missing him, she can just pull out her special memory album.
GenBetween » Hi, there!
Sep 15, 2006 at 6:58 pm
[…] Some of you may be following the saga over at my other place, but, essentially, my father’s back is getting worse and worse. As a matter of fact, he can’t walk and is using a wheelchair right now. […]
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