Mike -- Thank you so much for the hug. Somehow knowing I would come here today and would want to say that I got some of that project done was enough of a motivator to force me to do it, even though I didn't get home until about 10:15 (more on that later).
Chris -- I am so glad that process was so therapeutic for you. I really hope I can look back on this and feel that way. I used to be such an emotional person and I really feel like I have compartmentalized this whole experience and have just, I don't know how to describe it -- "detached"?
It's funny. I thought 3+ months (for my mom) and 4 months (for my dad) was enough time that I would have been able to be a bit detached and it wouldn't be so hard, but, in reality, now I think that if I had written them right after my mom died, it would have been "easier" in that I was like a zombie, doing what had to be done, getting my kids and my brothers through the viewings and the funerals and everything else. Looking back now, I know I was going on auto pilot and I was very much "in a bubble". If I had read all the cards then and acknowledged them, I don't think it would have been as painful -- just one more thing to get through, you know?
As a matter of fact, those cards didn't really even bring me comfort -- I viewed them as one more HUGE detail I was going to be responsible for, just one more thing on my list of things to do because my parents died. How weird and sad that I felt that way. And yet, when I sat down last night and started just sorting through the bags of "stuff" and making piles of cards, mass cards, letters from charitable organizations acknowledging memorial gifts, and notes of phone calls and baked goods, I found my hands shaking so much and my whole being consumed with sadness and loss.
Then I found myself pulling back again, becoming the matter-of-fact, goal oriented, organized Cam. I sorted everything:
1. gift letters and cards from professional associates and my partners (because I felt these needed to be done first)
2. cards from people I work with
3. cards from family members
4. cards from my closest friends
5. cards from friends and family of my closest friends
6. cards from people my parents knew but I did not
7. cards from people for whom I have no return address
Then, I put a lot of the names and addresses that I didn't have in my new phone book, and then I started writing. I did all of pile 1 and a couple of pile 5, and when all was said and done I had the first dozen or so out of the way. I think those were the easiest to do because they required a formality that is easier than sentimentality.
I thought getting a bunch done would make the rest easier. What I really think now is that getting it started will make it easier to keep going -- now my dining room table is covered and I just want to "wrap up" the project. But I'm sure the cards will get harder and harder to write as I write to people who actually knew and loved my parents.
DH will arrive really late tonight from western PA, so I will work on this more while waiting up for him. Last night I went until 1 a.m., so I am not sure how much energy I will have, but I'll do as much as I can. It would be so nice to have this done before I leave for WDW -- not coming home to it unfinished would be good for me.
Wow. I bet that was a record-length post. If you've read this far, thank you for giving me a sounding board and so much support.
