After ten *this Sept. 6.) I finally have James plaque up. My friend
whose son is buried beside James (that is how we met) has made
arrangements to have her son's plaque done for the end of the month.
She has chosen to have the plaque done all in bronze. We have been a
help to each other over these many years, but lately she is
"different". On my son's birthday in Jan. I asked her if she would
like to go to the cemetery with me, and help with the arrangements for
my son's plaque, but her answer was " I am too stressed, and I would
be more stressed by going to the cemetery at this time" Where once she
was a comfort to me, now I feel she is taking (I have helped her
financially and in many other ways) Last night, since I knew she had
gone to the cemetery, I asked her what she thought of my son's
plaque.... and she said.... " It\s O.K." I was hurt by such a
bland, answer, which indicates to me that I could have done better.
Am I being petty? I felt hurt, as I tried to make James' plaque
personal with a drawing of a sunrise he had drawn when we were in
Florida, done in ****celain, and his signature under the picture....
and my own words which I spent some time trying to find the right
words.
I feel hurt.... and feel we are not connecting anymore.. It is so
sad, as it makes me feel so alone, because if I can\t connect with a
bereaved mother who else can I connect with... who understands.
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