I am writing this at 6:00 am on a Sunday morning. The baby’s swing is humming in the background and the cat is trolling for food. She’s going to have to wait.
Because I’m grieving again.
Last night, I went to bed not knowing (but hoping) the Red Sox were going to the World Series. I wanted to stay up but I didn’t think I could convince Lola to sleep through the night at 8 weeks. And I have needs too.
So off to bed I went, around 9:30.
At 11:30 or so, Mike cheered so loudly he woke me up. I thought the Sox had won it, but (if I remember right) someone hit grand slam.
This morning’s headline is going to be that the Red Sox are headed to the World Series. They’re playing the Cardinals. The last time they played each other in the World Series was 2004. Nine years ago.
And my mama was still here. Literally. Here.
She and my dad flew to New England for my birthday. Mike and I spent their vacation showing them all of the places we loved. We took a road trip into Boston on game day to be part of the excitement at Fenway Park.
The mood there was electric. It didn’t matter that we didn’t have tickets. We had each other and we were part of the action. My classic country boy dad was over the moon to be near Fenway Park, where his team was playing my team. He was overwhelmed.
“This is so neat. Oh My God. This is AWESOME.” he kept saying over and over.
My mom was busy falling in love with every Boston Cop and Statie (that’s New England speak for State Police Man) she saw.
“Nan, LOOK at him. He’s beautiful. And his rear end. I’m going to go ask for a picture with him. Come with me!”
I was kind of embarrassed but played along. If you knew my mother, then you knew her love for men in uniform. Or really just for cute men in general.
We stopped for street sausages because you can’t go to Fenway Park without eating at least one before we headed on our way.
I wish I could remember more about that day.
I want you to know grief comes in waves. It has been six years since my mom passed away and I write this this morning not for your sympathy but because I woke up this morning and need to embrace the memory. I’ve found the best way (for me) to handle the grief has been to fully embrace it when it comes up- to be honest with my feelings, to let the sadness sweep me under like a wave, and then to move on with my day when I feel better.
If you are grieving the loss of a loved one, especially a parent, I’m so sorry for your loss. It never gets better. It just gets different as time goes on.
It is okay to be sad, angry, and hate the world sometimes.
It is okay to replay the last voicemail you got from her, just to hear her voice again.
It is okay to hold tightly to a box of random things that don’t make any sense. Except that they were her random things and you can’t let them go to.
It is okay to spend hours trying to recreate her signature dish because you want to taste a memory. For the record, it will probably be close but not 100% exact because the missing ingredient is her.
It is okay to be pissed off when you see someone else not treating their parent with respect. On one or more occasions I’ve wanted to yell at a complete stranger.
“You should be so lucky that you even have a mom you can yell at!”
Grief comes in waves.
Embrace it.
Have you lost someone close? I’d love to hear about your waves of grief. Did one hit you unexpectedly too?
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My mom passed away in 2002, and I miss her still. Thanks for sharing your memory. (P.S. I saw that grand slam on tv–I was watching to see who would be playing my Cardinals in the World Series!)
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I’m so sorry for your loss Pam. There are some days that go by and I don’t think of or miss her at all. And there are others where the wave of grief is so strong I can barely function. I was sleeping when the grand slam happened. I wish I could have been up, but with a two month old baby in the house I have get all the sleep I can get, when I can get it!
Beautiful in every way. And you have perfectly described the way that grief feels, especially for the loss of a parent. I just recently watched 2 Tom Hanks’ movies with Emma, and my mother ADORED Tom Hanks. She would have loved knowing how much my girl is enjoying him, too.
I am glad that you were able to remember your mom and those memories, but I am so sorry you have to at all. Hugs.-Ashley
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Thank you Ashley. There are so many things Malone loves that I KNOW my mom would have adored knowing how much her grandson loved them. I’m sure if she was still here we’d have every NASCAR thing ever made. That was HER thing and now it is Malone’s thing too. Which is interesting, considering neither myself or my husband are into it.
This is your heart on this page and I LOVE it. She raised a strong, brave, and incredible gal! And I too love a man in uniform
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I know how much you love a man in uniform Christie! Thank you for your encouraging words- this one was straight from the heart (almost five minute Friday style).
19 days ago I lost my best friend of 16 years. It was unexpected as he was only 36 years old. He went to sleep and simply never woke up again. Thank you for posting this, it was what I needed to read today. Everyone handles grief differently and it’s hard to express what you are feeling in your head sometimes.
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Goodness Reesa. I’m so sorry to hear of the loss of your friend. You are right, we all handle grief differently. And it manifests in different ways too. It’s okay to be sad…it really is. xo
What wonderful memories and so beautifully written. My best friend recently lost her mum and she is struggling. I will share this with her, sometimes we need to hear it is okay to fall apart and it helps to hear it from someone who has been there.
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Thank you Karen, for sharing this with your friend. Grief is never easy, but it is comforting to know that we’re not alone.
Yes! I know exactly what you mean! I am grieving my daughter, who passed almost two years ago. I can be completely fine one moment, and then blammo… the strangest thing will make me break down!
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Grief is so tricky sometimes. I am so sorry for the loss of your daughter.
Grief absolutely comes in waves. It’s good of you to share your experience for others.
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It took a long time for me to really embrace the waves, but I’m so glad I have. It has been so healing to do so.
I am so sorry, you’re right of course and grief can come at you from the most unexpected places sometimes! A smell, a taste, a memory! Sometimes it’s the most ridiculous thing ever, like a baseball game.
Full disclosure, I’m a Cardinals fan living just outside St Louis…and we are so gonna kick some Red Sox butt!
(hope that made ya smile!)
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It totally made me smile. I wonder who will win the whole series? It is always fun to speculate. My dad is the hugest St. Louis fan on the planet. I keep telling him that at least one of us will be thrilled.
Three years ago next month I lost my mama. Every year since, when the leaves start to turn I get melancholy, then weird little things will set me off on a full blown wave of grief. I understand your pain so, so well, and I’m sorry for your loss.
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I’m sorry for your loss NJ. Yes, I think that waves is by far the best metaphor to use when speaking of grief. There is a steadiness to them… and yet an element of the complete unknown. You just never know when a rogue wave with a strong rip will sweep you off your feet. Surely that’s why they say never turn your back to the ocean. I think grief is the same. You do learn to live with it and it gets different… but if you completely turn your back on it, the waves can really do some damage. As hard as it is, I absolutely think we should embrace grief and embrace the lament when it comes.
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I had to giggle at the idea of her wanting pics with the police officers with cute butts. What a fun memory to have of her.
I’m sorry for your loss. The big losses are never truly gotten over.
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I’m so sorry for your loss. You’re right it comes in waves. In January my kids’ babysitter and a dear friend died within a week of each other. It was a very dark time for me and my family. Occasionally I get caught under a wave of grief and I fight it back. Next time I’ll take your advice and ride the wave.
Over from PYHO.
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What a beautiful post! I lost my favorite uncle five years ago, and I will always feel the loss. He was the most amazing uncle and I always wished that he had been my father, but in many ways he was in my heart. I still feel some sadness over his loss, but I also feel great joy for the time that I was blessed to have him in my life. I do take solace in knowing that I will see him again someday. Thank you so much for sharing this with This Momma’s Meandering Mondays! Have a wonderful week!
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I have a few Uncles that are also amazing. They literally held me up when my mom (their sister) died. I am so blessed to be part of such a supportive family. It sounds like your Uncle was a really special guy.
Beautiful post! I cannot imagine losing my mom just yet & she is 78. I think grief is always with us. It just surfaces at different times & with varied intensity. I so enjoyed reading about your parents visit to Boston perhaps because I still live there. May God always bring comfort to your heart as you remember the joys that you shared with your mom. I visited from the SITS & am so glad that I did!
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Thank you Joanne. It is hard to lose a parent, that is for certain. I adore Boston, one of my favorite places on this earth. I was lucky enough to live there for a few years before moving to Western MA.