Good Grief Bad Grief what is the difference?
Friendship & Understanding.
I am sad - I am angry, I am ~ I don't know what I am ~
I wrote to a friend to apologize for not remembering to do something ~ this is what she wrote to back.
Vonna ~ absolutely no apologies necessary; not between us. This is just from my own experience, but I feel the whole grieving process is going on subconsciously and consciously. We go along, living our lives and a thought or a feeling or a scent overtakes us, and we feel such pain; like we've been blindsided. However, I really believe that along with the grieving is the healing that is also going on, even though it may be hard to perceive. Does this sound like psychobabble? I don't mean it to. If you want to have a chat, just let me know. You know I'm here for you.
The numbness wore off and the reality has set in!
The bad so to speak ~
The time is here for me - in three months it shall be 2 years -- it seems just like yesterday we had lunch, and then I called 911 - you know I can't write anymore, at least anything that would make sense - I just know he is not here and I am afraid that if I don't think about him every day - I shall forget him ~ I can't he was and still is my son - who I miss from the bottom of my heart and soul!
Thank you my friend for being their for me!
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Good Grief Bad Grief what is the difference?
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Wednesday, September 2, 2009
The Red Balloon
It was a resturant my daddy used to take me to every Sunday for breakfast - nope not donuts -
Pancakes
I found the book at a garage sale when the kids were little, I still have it.
- in 1956 the film was first released in the United States
A film critic for The New York Times Bosley Crowther ~ praised this film from France stating ~
"Yet with the sensitive cooperation of his own beguiling son and with the gray-blue atmosphere of an old Paris quarter as the background for the shiny balloon, he has got here a tender, humorous drama of the ingenuousness of a child and, indeed, a poignant symbolization of dreams and the cruelty of those who puncture them."
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Sunday, August 2, 2009
Sad Heart ~ lost memories of my child.
FwR minitage
"Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose."
~From the television show The Wonder Years
It saddens me that Jonathan's friends can't seem to find a way to share the memories they have of him with me, the pictures, the stories, the video's as well as the pain they may still feel.
I am Jonathan's mother and you were all his friends can we try and find a way?