These last few days my usual emotional repertoire since August 18 of guilt, depression, angst, and constant tearfulness seems different. A couple of nights ago, I woke up from a dream screaming. I remember that someone was trying to steal the new car I bought in place of our wheelchair van, and leave me three… Continue reading Untitled
Tag: death
Foster Children
I think I have mentioned before that I have come to have something of a compulsion for watching documentaries. I guess it helps me take the edge off somehow. In the beginning, I started watching true crime and survival stories, and I definitely had the thought in mind “If they can survive that, I can… Continue reading Foster Children
Love
So I did end up buying a Valentine card for Sarah. It has a heart theme with multiple pages that you open with a silly question on each page like “Who is the girl that millions adore? Who is the one that makes my heart soar?” and so forth until you get to the middle… Continue reading Love
PTSD
Yesterday afternoon I got a text from my father telling me that my sister-in-law is in the hospital due to a serious health issue that occurred while she and my brother were vacationing. She is in good hands, but will have to have some surgery and remain in the hospital for a couple of weeks.… Continue reading PTSD
Valhoma
There’s no word in our culture to describe the unique status of a parent who has lost a child to early death, the way we would say ‘widow’ or widower about a bereaved spouse, or orphan about a child with dead parents. A few months ago as I was cruising the Death and Grief Internet,… Continue reading Valhoma
Taconic Parkway
It seems to be the symbol of all my guilt and grief at this point. Why? I was not at home when Sarah died. I had gone up to New York City on Tuesday afternoon August 16 to help my Dad, who is 90, tour an independent living facility in Albany. It was so rare… Continue reading Taconic Parkway
I Hope You’re Getting Good Support
This has to be among my least favorite things for people to say to me. There seems to be an implied “But not from me” at the end of it, as if the Venn Diagram of Support offers a large, vast interlocking network of caretakers and caregivers and groups and therapists and so forth keeping… Continue reading I Hope You’re Getting Good Support
Things I Never Wanted To Change
This morning when I got up as usual at a little before 4 a.m. and scanned three or four news websites, I came across an article in the New York Times stating that elite Supreme Court clerks (these are the young lawyers that assist the judges in writing decisions for a year or two, for… Continue reading Things I Never Wanted To Change
Signs
Since Sarah’s death I’ve done a lot of reading on grief and mourning and child loss and death, both “how to” manuals and memoirs written by parents of dead children. There’s a lot of stuff out there. I have read straightforward “What To Expect During The First Year” how-to’s, similar to when I was pregnant… Continue reading Signs
Guilt
Lately it occurs to me that I’ve moved past those early feelings of bewilderment, denial, and shock that were so hard. There was almost an electric shock to my body when I would realize anew that Sarah was dead. As if I were being zapped awake. I had irrational thoughts that she would reappear, that… Continue reading Guilt
The First Year Without Sarah 