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HI my DIS friends......
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Today, well, 4 years ago today (in about 40 minutes) I lost my best friend.....my mom, she was 58.
I hope you can indulge me as I write this....I think it may be cathartic.....
My mom had a cold, that is it, nothing major......she got sicker and then, due to an error, got REALLY sick. She died on 10/22/05 at 5:34 pm.
I held her hand, I stroked her face......I said goodbye to the best person I knew.
She was my very best friend. Let me share a little from her eulogy....
"Growing up my mom and I had our moments as any mother/daughter team would. I went to Cardinal Spellman high school. For those of you who may not know, it is on the highest point in Brockton and on my first day, freshman year she drove me to school. It was unusual for her to drive me and we had some special time to chat on the way there. She told me that these upcoming four years would be the best in my life… I would love high school. Four years later, we took that same ride, up that hill, in my cap and gown. I looked over at her, she was so proud…and told her that if she was right about these last four years, my life…well lets just say it would not be fabulous. She told me that she had meant the next 4 college years, and again, on a hill in Framingham, she told me the same thing, and she was right….the impossible – possible.
My mom lived her life as a hard working example of what my brother and I were to be. She worked for Hills department store in the typing pool, soon the head of the typing pool and then onto MIS (I never knew what that was but that was how she answered the phone) and then, an ad went up on a bulletin board one day that they were going to train people on how to use these new machines, called PCs. They would train her and she could learn this new and upcoming profession. 118 people applied, they took 8 and I was never more proud of her. Two years later when her commitment was met, she moved to Gillette. Our linen closets were forever grateful. She loved working at Gillette and she climbed the ranks there too. She went from cubicle to cubicle to office, back to cubicle. She loved the challenges and the people. She taught Brian and me that hard work paid off.
To know Brian and me, anyone would tell you we are wired differently. We come at challenges differently, we mourn differently, we see humor differently, but we always come around again to a constant – we are a product of Mary Lydia Doherty. We are the adults she wanted us to be. Mom – I will continue to live the way you would want. I will love my family the way you loved ours. I will not allow this event to cloud over the joy that family brings. With each addition our circle grows larger – with each loss our circle grows stronger. There will never be a day when I do not recall our moments, our phone calls all the way to work, our shopping over the phone, our arguments about who would come to who on a Saturday, our laughing in the car, our Disney plans, our love of shopping, our faces. I look in the mirror and I see you Mom, I see the face that cried with me over lost loves and skinned knees. I see the proud face of a gramma, and the grieving face of a daughter. I see the love of children and the pride you took in our accomplishments. I will forever see you Mom.
You are the reason I am the woman I have become. You will always be my best friend and from now on – a story I tell my daughter and an example of the mother daughter relationship I hope to have with her. She will never forget you as you will live on in me. "
Today, I am reminded of how long it has been. How long since I saw her face, how long since I have heard her voice.
I thought the pain would get easier but every once and awhile grief just bites you on the bottom........someone once told me, "Grief is patient, it will wait for you."
After she died we bought stones at GKTW, it is a tribute fitting to her.....
How about you? Have you ever lost your number one person? The person you fear the most of losing?
How did you do? How do you do it? I would love to know....
Thanx for reading......
Kristin
<sigh>
Today, well, 4 years ago today (in about 40 minutes) I lost my best friend.....my mom, she was 58.
I hope you can indulge me as I write this....I think it may be cathartic.....
My mom had a cold, that is it, nothing major......she got sicker and then, due to an error, got REALLY sick. She died on 10/22/05 at 5:34 pm.
I held her hand, I stroked her face......I said goodbye to the best person I knew.
She was my very best friend. Let me share a little from her eulogy....
"Growing up my mom and I had our moments as any mother/daughter team would. I went to Cardinal Spellman high school. For those of you who may not know, it is on the highest point in Brockton and on my first day, freshman year she drove me to school. It was unusual for her to drive me and we had some special time to chat on the way there. She told me that these upcoming four years would be the best in my life… I would love high school. Four years later, we took that same ride, up that hill, in my cap and gown. I looked over at her, she was so proud…and told her that if she was right about these last four years, my life…well lets just say it would not be fabulous. She told me that she had meant the next 4 college years, and again, on a hill in Framingham, she told me the same thing, and she was right….the impossible – possible.
My mom lived her life as a hard working example of what my brother and I were to be. She worked for Hills department store in the typing pool, soon the head of the typing pool and then onto MIS (I never knew what that was but that was how she answered the phone) and then, an ad went up on a bulletin board one day that they were going to train people on how to use these new machines, called PCs. They would train her and she could learn this new and upcoming profession. 118 people applied, they took 8 and I was never more proud of her. Two years later when her commitment was met, she moved to Gillette. Our linen closets were forever grateful. She loved working at Gillette and she climbed the ranks there too. She went from cubicle to cubicle to office, back to cubicle. She loved the challenges and the people. She taught Brian and me that hard work paid off.
To know Brian and me, anyone would tell you we are wired differently. We come at challenges differently, we mourn differently, we see humor differently, but we always come around again to a constant – we are a product of Mary Lydia Doherty. We are the adults she wanted us to be. Mom – I will continue to live the way you would want. I will love my family the way you loved ours. I will not allow this event to cloud over the joy that family brings. With each addition our circle grows larger – with each loss our circle grows stronger. There will never be a day when I do not recall our moments, our phone calls all the way to work, our shopping over the phone, our arguments about who would come to who on a Saturday, our laughing in the car, our Disney plans, our love of shopping, our faces. I look in the mirror and I see you Mom, I see the face that cried with me over lost loves and skinned knees. I see the proud face of a gramma, and the grieving face of a daughter. I see the love of children and the pride you took in our accomplishments. I will forever see you Mom.
You are the reason I am the woman I have become. You will always be my best friend and from now on – a story I tell my daughter and an example of the mother daughter relationship I hope to have with her. She will never forget you as you will live on in me. "
Today, I am reminded of how long it has been. How long since I saw her face, how long since I have heard her voice.
I thought the pain would get easier but every once and awhile grief just bites you on the bottom........someone once told me, "Grief is patient, it will wait for you."
After she died we bought stones at GKTW, it is a tribute fitting to her.....
How about you? Have you ever lost your number one person? The person you fear the most of losing?
How did you do? How do you do it? I would love to know....
Thanx for reading......
Kristin
