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June 27, 2010

June 2010

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Taking care of you

A friend gave me an article from the Wall Street Journal last week about missing parts of your family. If anyone would like to read the article, please write to me and I will forward it to you. It is a very enlightening article about children who lose a parent at a young age.

 

For adults who were children when their parents died, the question is hypothetical but heartbreaking: "Would you give up a year of your life to have one more day with your late mother or father?"

One in nine Americans lost a parent before they were 20 years old, and for many of them, this sort of question has been in their heads ever since.”

 

The above is a brief excerpt from the article. This being almost Father’s Day makes me think about my own son and many of you who have children will also be helping your child celebrate it without a Dad or Mom for that matter.

 

The article says that many people who lose a parent when asked if they would give back a year of their life for another day with their parent would do it in a heartbeat.  Many kids feel that they grow up too fast after a parent dies, especially a Dad. I think back to when my husband died and my son was an orphan at 5, we went to support groups, he had a great support network with our family, friends, and teachers.  Almost 14 years later he is a remarkable child, excuse me, young man who has become a caring and compassionate young man. After reading the article, I think I did all the right things, I always tried to remind him he was the “kid” and I was the Mom, he did not have to take care of me, his only job was to be the kid and have fun.

 

It seems that the majority of the people who were interviewed felt as though they did give up part of their childhood because they felt had to had to take care of their Mom. There are many types of support groups and camps out there for grieving children. Please try to fine one for each of your kids, you would be surprised how many say their kids don’t want to go to a group, or a therapist, or a camp. Sometimes we have to remind them we are still the parent and we get to decide what is best for them.

 

I know it’s hard but it is not only good for the children, but it is also good for the parent. I hear so many people saying their kids just sit around, they don’t take them to sports anymore, every one seems so out of place. This isn’t easy but in order for your kids to have some semblance of normalcy, sometimes we just have to “put on our big girl panties” and deal with it.  I threw myself into my son sports teams, I volunteered for everything, I had all the parties at my house, I was the team mom. Instead of feeling like everyone was looking at me and thinking oh, she must be divorced, I was the one who volunteered for everything.  I found that by having all the parties at my house, I was the one in control, my son was in his own surroundings. It gave him that little edge of not feeling like the kid out of place because his Dad wasn’t there. He knew everyone knew his Dad died but by being on his turf, it made him feel better.

 

Don’t think it all went off without a hitch, does it ever? Just try to remember we all have to make sacrifices and face it, wouldn’t we do anything (or almost anything) for our kids.

 

Send a balloon to your Mom or Dad or your kids Mom or Dad for Father’s Day. Share a special memory or meal in their honor.

 

Happy Father’s Day to all you Dad’s out there and to all you Mom’s being both.

 

Until next month, Good Grief

 

Anne

 

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A new Season

 

 

Summer is here and everyone seems to be busier than usual.  Activities are in full gear and all of it is reminders of what you are missing, your loved one. You look around and all you see are kids playing, the smell of backyard barbeques, ballgames, parades, etc.  They trigger the memories of past summers.   You don’t understand all the emotions that are swirling around you; maybe it is anger, sadness, or feelings how can they just continue on when you perhaps feel as if others have forgotten you.

 

Sure they invite you!   Don’t they understand?  

 

One of the goals is to figure out how to be happy again and still honor the memory of our loved one.   Each of us are individuals, each loss is unique to us.  Always remember, you get to do it YOUR way, but, if your way isn’t working stay open to the idea of trying something new or different. 

 

So the next time you are invited try going even if it is only for a little while.  They will be glad to see you and it just might not be as bad as you anticipated. 

 

Yes, allow yourself to feel sad and to grieve, but don’t forget to embrace the joy and happiness of tomorrow. 

 

Is an old tradition just too hard?   Try finding something new that sounds fun.  Maybe there was something that your loved one always wanted to do and the time was never right. Please, make the time now and you just might find yourself laughing and having a good time.    

 

I mean this in only the gentlest way….you are still alive, don’t forget to make the best of each day.

 

If you have a special story of what has worked for you please share it with staff. We care!

 

Rachel

 

 

 

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TIME

 

When we are newly bereaved, we struggle to make sense of a world – and our place in it – that no longer makes any sense at all.

 

In the absence of one breath, one heartbeat, a person whose existence helped define ours is no longer - at least in an immediate physical sense.

 

And where does this leave us?

 

Usually, it leaves us stunned, disoriented, disbelieving and profoundly shocked.

 

Because the pain is so intense at first, among our first questions are often, “How long does the pain last? Does it ever get any better?”

 

Many of us have stayed at GROWW in an effort to reassure newer ones that the pain does lessen with time and work (which generally means not trying to avoid the pain, but allowing ourselves to truly feel it) and that life – although  forever changed – really can be fulfilling and even joyous again.

 

We didn’t believe it at first, either, and we don’t expect anyone else to. It is thrilling to us when a room member says, “Hey – you know what? I didn’t believe you all when you said it would get easier and better, but it HAS!”

 

Nobody can suggest when the pain will lessen for you. Newly widowed, I asked a friend that question, and I think I was looking for a specific date or timeline. Didn’t happen, can’t happen.

 

The easing of pain and the acceptance of the reality of the situation can be so gradual that it’s only by hindsight that we realize there has been forward movement. Many people journal, which allows them to reflect back and realize that there has, really, been change – no matter how slight.

 

As is often said in the rooms, it really does take baby steps at first, until our gait gets stronger and our stride gets longer.  So, like a baby learning to walk, take small steps and hang onto support (family, friends, Church, GROWW) to keep you upright. Try not to knock the vase of flowers off the table.

 

Barby

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Phil’s Corner

 

            Hi Guyz, LTNS with father’s day this weekend I think of my dad who was the ultimate fix it guy. A few months back the garage door opener at the house went on the blink. So I get up on the ladder and take it apart, because this is what guys do, and I find a 3 cents plastic do-hickey that’s broken. I just happen to have the manual for this thing. I look at the parts diagram and find that the 3 cent plastic do-hickey is part of an “assembly”. Ya just can’t buy the do-hickey, ya have to buy the “assembly for $20. At this point I think to myself, “What would Al do”? Al would be my dad.

            Every time someone in the family had something that broke it always wound up in Al’s possession. I mean there wasn’t anything he couldn’t fix, repair or replicate. If ya asked him if the repair would last, his standard answer was “I think it will last a coupla weeks”. I can’t remember anything ever coming back for a 2nd fix.

            With Father’s day this week-end I just thought an article on my dad would be a nice tribute. This is another rough day for anybody reading this news letter. My father always told me to take pride in whatever you do in life. Whether you’re the CEO of some fortune 500 company or digging a ditch, give it your best shot.  Every time I finish some project at work my boss always asks me, how do you know how to do all this? I just tell him, I learned from Al. So, if your dad is still around give him a call or if you’re close enough, give him a hug. Me, I will be launching a coupla balloons this week-end thanking the guy who made me what I am today. See ya next time……………..

 

Oh yeah, I rigged the plastic do-hickey and the garage door is back in service, Al woulda been proud of me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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