Daughter: "Are you sure you want to go home? Why don't I just take you home with me? I can bring you back anytime you want me to--I promise. I'm just worried about you."
Me: "No, Honey--I'm fine--really!" (Oh, god, don't let me convince you I'm ok! The last thing I want in this world is to be alone!) "It's really almost a relief--he was so very sick and not himself for some time. It's really for the best." (Geez, I have just lost the love of my life--I don't think I can breathe. How did it happen so fast? I just need him back--no matter what--I JUST NEED HIM BACK!!!) "I just kind of wish I had gone and spent the night at hospice with him last night. I know he was basically unconscious, and I was so horribly tired, but..." (How could I have not gone last night? What the hell is the matter with me? I wasn't that tired--it was just one more night. And what if he might have known I was there? It would have meant a lot to him, and I would have one more memory. I am a selfish bitch and now I'm going to pay for it for the rest of my life, which I wish would just end as soon as you drop me off at home!)
Daughter: "Please, Mom. Your MS has been getting so much worse for weeks and you look exhausted. But if you insist, I'm just a phone call away and I can be here in 30 minutes. I love you so, so much and you know I am there for you no matter what time or what you need." (Please, Mom--don't need me tonight. I miss my Daddy so bad I can hardly breathe. I just want to go home and curl up and cry. I'm a horrible person for feeling like this!)
Me: "Honey, please--I am fine. And if you need me for anything at all, just call. You know I never sleep, so don't worry about the time. I love you and I will see you tomorrow." (Please, please, please don't need me for anything. I have absolutely nothing to give you that would bring you any comfort at all. I see nothing but a big black hole, and nothing will ever close that hole again. Let me just go home and get on with staring at the walls with the tv on--my current plan for the rest of my life. With any luck, it will be a short one. I just want him back...) (Hugs and kisses all around, Honey...Goodnight.)
Thank you for sharing, Becky. Did you originally post this in June 2014? I'm sorry, I don't know how I missed it.
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