Time together with Tami and Don can be likened to a thing as beautiful as a cobalt blue Italian vase or a rare piece of blue beach glass. It’s as strong and as necessary as the perfect bamboo cutting board, both lasting and unique. And it’s as smooth as Tennessee whiskey.
Thank you friends, for these gifts-they are truly invaluable. We love you. 😘💕
I have been so thoughtfully and lovingly supported in my grief by family and friends that I want to share some thoughts and personal insights. My hope is that it may help someone who finds themselves trying to support a grieving parent.
First of all....there are no ‘right’ words, a child is forever gone. A hug and “I’m sorry” is best. I remember family and friends just sitting with me-and that quiet support was enough. The generous food offerings helped ease that worry and were of great comfort. Send a card. I loved all the cards and have read them over and over.
After a bit, it helped to hear others tell of their favorite memories. It soothes our souls and keeps our loved one alive. Don’t be afraid to share a cool story-we love it!
Stay in touch but don’t be offended if the person requires some time and space. Don’t avoid us when we need you the most. It takes a long while to figure out our new ‘normal.’ We will be back-just in a new way.
To all grieving parents-Jill and Jeff, Paul and Jackie, Joe and Shari, Laurel, Jen, Michelle, Stacey, Susan P., Vicky W., and all and anyone I may have overlooked-my sincere support.
XOXO
B12 shots have replaced jellybean shots. What the hell were we even thinking, drinking ouzo that was SET ON FIRE? The very thought makes me reach for the Tums..
I have missed the endings of any movie that started after 8:00 p.m. And I barely care.
My spike heels are donated in hopes some other chick can walk in them without fearing a broken hip or being jolted awake with searing leg cramps. Those kicks have served me well. Strut your stuff in them fiercely and with pride, Dolls.
My ears are doing weird shit-everything sounds too loud. Much of the time, Lux D. Lux's bangin' stereo is a waste as I prefer to drive in silence. And you know what they say, 'turn the music down-I can't think.' So very true.
I am very excited about cozy throws..you know, those soft lap blankets that you have on your lap more for comfort than warmth. Comfort is very important to little old ladies!
I need to consistently keep lists and paper calendars. Not because I'm type A or an organizational freak. But because I have to. The stress of 'where's my phone, keys, Lux, etc. is exhausting enough without the strain of trying to remember specific dates. Brain fog is no joke, kids.
Luckily with my advancing dotage, I just don't care. It's a bonus, really.. I'm good with it.
Sorta...
