I've not lost my mom yet. It sounds like you have though and I'm really, really sorry to hear that too. Mine has been there for me through it all--even when I did my best to run her and the whole world off--and I can't imagine losing her. Yet I know that day will come.
Whenever I lost immediate family, it never felt real, always seemed like a bad dream/movie, I'm never over it, I just go stretches where I forget, but once I'm reminded and focus on the loss it hurts almost as much as the moment it happened. I'm sure different people handle it differently. Life is inherently cruel.
That is beyond awful. We can never forget the human toll of this. Fathers, mothers, brothers, sisters, friends; every victim of this virus is a tragedy.
Damn, start making your peace now. It's hard if you don't know how to communicate, but keep trying and lay some past bones to rest while u can.
Rest in Peace. All these curves, peaks and statistics dehumanise the human tragedy that is going on right now. Every number is someone's child, mother, father, brother and sister It is important to remember this. Especially for those who are calling to open up the economy immediately. "These people were in their last legs anyway- they would have died soon" No. They were people, treasured lives.
She looked quite young still? How old was she?? Apparently 59 years old. So much for "only really old people die from this".
It has to be different strains of deadliness. I read about a small group of people having indigestion and other GI symptoms over the traditional ones commonly reported. That group has the virus longer than the majority and are generally underreported as asymptomatic..
It's tough for sure. Technically my mom is still alive, but she didn't raise me, my grandma did (she took me in at 1 year 9 months) and when I lost her a few years ago, it was tough as hell. I still miss my old lady a lot and there isn't a day something doesn't remind me of her. I took care of her the last few years of her life and I'm glad I did it although some times things were challenging. I went through the grieving process for a couple of years. I still dream of her quite often, although sometimes they are nightmares and I relive her dying all over again. Life goes on though and I always carry her in my heart.
I hear you. When I was younger I didn't quite grasp the permanence, if you will, of death. Part of me was like, oh, we'll just get together less now. It took me a while to get that, no, you'll never be with ____ again, fool. Ever. It really sucks. Everyone has people in their lives that are irreplaceable. But when they die it's almost as if they're erased. That is, until you start thinking about them again...
