|Trap doors, illusions, memories, recollections, secrets, things we will never understand.|
She writes about the hidden triggers that lie in wait for us when personal losses are tied to events, holidays and memories. This year my mother died at 2:30am on the day after Thanksgiving. I was alone with her here at home. We had hoped to have a Thanksgiving dinner that included her this year, as we knew it would be her last, and my grandmother who was in a nursing home ten miles away at that time. But my Mom took a sharp turn for the worse early Thanksgiving morning and had to be on IV morphine that day. She was really beyond even being lifted into a wheelchair even before that.
So what do you do with the memories of those last days? There are hurtful memories, a few good ones and many questions that must be categorized and left behind.
One answer: Keep reading about other peoples experience with loss and grief (see Dr. Claire's post above) and keep writing about mine.