On Aug 25, 7:29=A0pm, Liliana <xen...@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
> After ten *this Sept. 6.) I finally have James plaque up. =A0My 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. =A0We have been a
> help to each other over these many years, but lately she is
> "different". =A0On 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) =A0Last 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." =A0 =A0I was hurt by such a
> bland, answer, which indicates to me that I could have done better.
> Am I being petty? =A0I 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.. =A0It 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.
Hi Liliana,
You connect with Me! And probably lots of others here in our
comfort room. I rarely post, but I read each and every post (except
the trolls) and I sometimes cry for the person writing...for myself
too; and sometimes I get to smile for all that the person has given me
in comfort without even knowing me at all. So many times, I wish
that it was possibly to meet and actually hug the person and say Thank
You.....You've helped me so by your postings.
I know that feeling of not connecting with anyone who
understands....I've been losing my patience with co-workers dreadfully
and I'm afraid it will get even worse and this month and as the next
few progress. The hurt really becomes intense this time of year:
Sept. 4th...their anniversary; Sept.22nd...Crystals' birthday; Oct.
16th...Sammys' birthday....then the d-day,Nov,30.
There is a poem that people keep sending me that talks certain
people who come into your life for a reason at that time....enjoy
knowing the person while you can....their stay in your life may not be
long. We all know this from experience. I wish that I had the
answers as to the WHY of losing our most loved; then maybe I could not
hurt so bad....maybe people would enjoy being around me
again....maybe, maybe, maybe..............
Huge ((((Hugs))))),
Amanda,
Crystalsmom;
would have been Justin's Mimaw
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