First please allow me a FUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!!! This is the second grandmother this year. FUCKING LEAP YEARS!!! At any rate as much as I am having a hard time with this (I keep choking back trying to “Ranger Up” so to speak) every time I think of my daughter losing her “memere” it just tears me to pieces. I spent today writing an obituary, finding a picture etc. and every time I think about my daughter losing both grand mothers this year it kills me. I don’t know why I am posting this here as I am usually a fairly stoic only child with a dark sarcastic sense of humor but I guess I need to let some of this out to folks who are both anonymous while also being fairly cherished friends at the same time if that makes any damn sense.

All that said my daughter has been a trooper. She has faced down shit most adults would shy away from. She sat in the hospital with me while her grandmother was on her death bed and had to be kicked out. She chose her grandmothers clothes for the viewing. She came to the funeral home while we worked things out all the while being literally devastated. This 14 year old has more steel then most adults and hell to be honest more then your humble poster here.

Sometimes I envy those folks who disliked their parents. (Not those who were truly abused etc. of course) I actually like my parents and have had a great adult relationship with them and I am very much going to miss my mom.

I know my story ain’t unique. I know my loss doesn’t really matter as it has played out millions upon millions of times throughout history and frankly it pisses me off that it makes me feel real emotions and bullshit like that but…….here we are. So I end where I started.


FUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKK!!!!

Thank you for the anonymous yet cherished place to scream at the world. How strange is it that we now, and have lived in for some time, a world with “electronic” friends. I don’t say that as a slight against anybody but more as a compliment.

As always take care, shoot safe and FUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK!!!!

Chris

I’m soooo sorry!
Hang in there.

My condolences and prayers.

So sorry. My condolences.


ARman

So sorry for your families loss...Thoughts and prayers lifted.... Go ahead and do what you need to do.. Hopefully we are all friends and family here. .............................. drill sgt.

So sorry. I wish I knew my grandparents. They lived far away and died when I was in my early teens.
The older I got the more I appreciated my parents. One day I hope my children may think of me the same way.

I'm sorry for your family's loss. Make sure to give your daughter a few extra hugs. I'm sure she'll appreciate them.

My condolences to your family. I think you should tell your daughter you’re proud of her for being strong in her time of grief, if you haven’t already.

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Originally posted by arfmel:
My condolences to your family. I think you should tell your daughter you’re proud of her for being strong in her time of grief, if you haven’t already.

I have indeed. I am on her for so many things because ……. Well parent, but I have told her how blown away and proud of her I am for how she is handling things.

I get so tired of saying the same shit over and over and over again but every once in a while I actually think something gets through. I chuckled recently because somebody on her volleyball team was complaining about something or other and she said “suck it up!” To her. Brought a tear to my eye. She really has been learning some things growing up.

Please accept my condolences. This is a difficult time of the year to deal with loss. I lost my Mom several years ago in December. It was hard.

Please let me add my sincere condolences as well. It sounds like your daughter is an amazing young woman and I’m sure part of that was influenced by her grandmothers. So when you look at her you can smile and remember these amazing women who helped shape her.

I’m so very sorry.
Losing your mom when you were an only child- you and your daughter must’ve meant the absolute world to her, and I bet she hated leaving as much as you both hated losing her.
Last year around this time, I attended a funeral for my next-door neighbor, (a.k.a. “my other mother” when I was growing up). I was heartbroken for myself, but very much more so for her daughters and my mom, who lost her dear friend. Interestingly enough, when I was at the funeral, I heard her laugh from behind me, and later in the service I saw her smile. I realized I could see and hear her in her daughters’ voices and faces. It gave some small comfort.
She is, and will always, be with you.

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Originally posted by cslinger:
my daughter has been a trooper. She has faced down shit most adults would shy away from. She sat in the hospital with me while her grandmother was on her death bed and had to be kicked out. She chose her grandmothers clothes for the viewing. She came to the funeral home while we worked things out all the while being literally devastated. This 14 year old has more steel then most adults and hell to be honest more then your humble poster here.

That's both awesome and admirable, I think.

I saw similar this fall when The Lovely Girlfriend's mother died. TLG's daughter (20) came in and took care of her gradmother's hair and makeup before the services. She and your daughter apparently have strength that I don't have... heck, I get a little cloudy-eyed just thinking about it.

Prayers up for your and your family, sir.

Sorry to here this.
The good news it that it sounds like your daughter has wisdom and emotional maturity beyond her years.
As time goes on, you'll see how important that is.

May her memory be a blessing.

I am so sorry.

Prayers for you, your daughter & family.

I'm so sorry for the devastating year you're having.

Our condolences and prayers go to you and your family. I’m very sorry you’re having to face these hard times right now.

Yes, I completely understand everything you described as far as the forum. It’s why I posted about my MIL on Sunday.

You have my most sincere condolences. I am familiar with the pain.

I lost my dad Thanksgiving week 2021. I still can't write about it, and have a hard time talking about it.

I miss him every day. Not in a depressed or sad way, but every day, I do something, or touch something, or remember something of which he was a part.

Good luck, and God bless all of you.