She went just a little while ago. I’m just kind of numb and tired right now. It’s too soon to react.
Thank you, all of you, very much. This really means a lot to me, and I do appreciate it.
Oh, Guin, I am so very sorry. You’ll be in my thoughts.
When this happened to me it didn’t bother me at first, but I started getting depressed about a month after the funeral and stayed depressed for about 9 months. It wasn’t until around 8 months after the funeral that I realized the 2 were connected (the depression & the funeral) and went to a therapist for it.
Can we send hugs now?
There is a sentence people say in funerals here that I’d never understood. The translation would be something like “I share your feelings”. I understood it when Dad died.
I share your feelings, Guinastasia
When I was 16, I had to go buy a shirt for my grandfather with my cousin and my sister. None of us knew what size he wore, so we were asking this poor man in the men’s department to help us. He suggested that we just bring our grandfather in and let him try the shirts on. We had to explain to him that we couldn’t because our grandfather was dead and we were buying him a shirt for his funeral since he hadn’t worn a shirt for over ten years.
Buying clothes for funerals is weird.
I’m very sorry. Sometimes people don’t realize how big a part grandparents can play in their lives until they’re gone. They provide such a sense of connection and continuity in a family. Wishing you fond memories.
Thank you. Hugs are fine-I just didn’t want to look like I was fishing.
We’re all right so far. I don’t think it’s hit yet.
Grandma Mary wasn’t as demonstrative, or affectionate as Grandma Wanda, but she was pretty cool. Even though in the last couple of years she got kind of nasty and bitter, I excuse that, because she hasn’t been okay since my aunt died in 1990. Combine that with my grandfather constantly ranting at her, and no wonder.
But she was always very thoughtful-when we were kids, she ALWAYS had pudding pops, or ice cream down in the freezer for us. She knew I liked peach pie, so she’d always send me up a portion when she made it. As a kid, I always had plenty of drawing paper because she used to save reams of it when she worked at the hospital as a nurse’s aid, and give it to us kids. Big stacks of that dot-matrix printer paper, you know, with all the little holes down the sides?
Grandma was funny-my cousins and I learned to swear from listening to her-she could make a sailor blush! And she always used to brag about us, and my dad and my aunts.
I’m gonna miss her-I don’t think it’s gonna hit me all at once, though. Probably gradually.
My heart goes out to you, Guinastasia. Remember, that you hold Grandma Mary in your heart, for all time.
Shopping for funeral clothes, feels wrong no matter when. I had to buy something for my son’s memorial service. He would have hated anything conservative, so I ended up wit a black dress with a bright red and blue dragon embroidered across the front. I still have it, but I won’t wear it, and I can’t throw it away.
Guin, if you need anything, please email me. You’re in my thoughts…
I’m very sorry for your loss Guin. I went through something similar with my granddad a year ago. You’ll be in my prayers.
I’m so sorry for your loss, Guin. There isn’t really much one can say in a time like this. I do know what you’re going through. I’ve went through it with my grandparents and my FIL.
Peace, strength and comfort to you and your family.
My thoughts are with you and your family as well. I’m very sorry for your loss.