I took my wife on a date today. We saw Anna Karenina at a theater near us, then went to a neat mexican place for dinner. A great day spent with each other.
My mother called me shortly after we arrived home and told me my uncle died. He was the minister who officiated for my wedding. We were married nine years ago in an intimate ceremony in my mother’s beautiful backyard.
I am drunk. This hurts. There are not many of us left. My mother is devastated. She is estranged from my sister and her kids, leaving me.
I’d rather lose a fight Than feel like this. I want to hide
i am in pain.
I’m sorry for your loss and your pain. Grieving for someone you love is very hard - it’s almost a year since my mum died and I haven’t begun to process that properly yet. Hold your memories close and be glad for the time you had together. As you say, make the most of the time you do still have with those you love.
It’s a hard thing to take, but it’s the ability to love and be loved that makes life worth living, IMO, which makes loss like yours so bittersweet.
You do what you’re doing now (with maybe a little less emphasis on the drinking part). You grieve, you comfort your mom, you honor the memory of your uncle.
Tell us about him. Share some stories so we can know him and share your grief.
I lost my dad two years ago today. He was 77, but it was a complete and utter shock. At least once a day I cry for him. Even at the age of 50 I was his little girl. Some things you just don’t get over.