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On 7/23/2014 Funloving said:
On 7/22/2014 luvtoshopathome said:
On 7/22/2014 Funloving said:

Not to be abysmal or "woe is me".... I lost my Mom on her favorite day of the year - Christmas day of '96.

I try to keep it fun for the kids-- just like Mom did. I always feel her with me when I bake and decorate the tree. Oh how she loved Christmas.

It's really extremely special now. I know the first few years were really hard. She didn't get to meet her great granddaughters in this life, but I feel she's watching over us all and does look down on them with pride.

I'm sorry to hear about your mother and I'm sure she's watching over all of you. I can truly relate I lost my husband 3 days before Christmas and my dad passed away on Christmas Eve two years apart. For a time I used to dread when December came around and didn't decorate at Christmas but now I love decorating and love having family, friends and my church friends over. God has helped me get through many things in my life including cancer. So I thank him every.day for what I have.

Wow- luvtoshopathome This really touched me. I can actually 'feel' every single word you've written. I know you've probably gained more strength than you ever knew possible. It's amazing what you come through still standing strong with Christ at the helm.

God has helped me through many things too.. I was dx'ed with cancer in July 2011. I lost my best friend, my brother & only sibling when he was just 40. I'm so grateful my bro and I talked each and every day without fail. We always ended our conversations with "I love you." I'm extremely blessed for the time we had together on this earth-- & he's still with me. Always.

Like you, I'm thankful for all I have & for each and every day God's blessed me with. I tell Him several times throughout the day. I try to find the beauty in each day, because it's all around me.

I'm very sorry about your husband & father... I can imagine how difficult the entire holidays were for you when that deep grief was fresh. I relate strongly to what you've expressed. Thanks for reaching out!

God Bless You and Yours. I feel blessed to meet you! {#emotions_dlg.wub}

FUNLOVING, btw I love your nickname, I think I've found someone here that I truly have something in common with. I am very sorry about your best friend but most of all your brother. How wonderful that you were so close and told each other " I love you" every night. I'm sure he's still looking down, watching over you and telling you that he loves you. I also see you've had a bout with cancer and hope that you're doing well. I was diagnosed also in 2011 and at the age of 60 it was my very first time I was ever in a hospital. I am an extremely nervous and anxious person, who always worries not only for myself but for others especially my family and friends, oh and also for animals. I remember the day I went into the hospital for my cancer surgery and being prepped for the operation, my surgeon saying to me "are you ready" and I remember absolutely nothing after that. After the surgery I had a very bad seizure, which I never had one in my life and no one could tell me why! I was in critical care (I was told by my sister), she stayed overnight with me many nights. I had lots of family and friends visiting bringing flowers, baskets of fruit and cookies but I did not remember any of it. My best friend later told me about a talk we had and I told her I never even knew she was there. She couldn't believe it, she said I was sitting up eating at the time and we were talking. I was in the hospital for 8 days and those days were a complete blank to me. The next thing I remembered was being wheeled out and brought to rehab where I had to have therapy to be able to walk and regain my strength. I remembered every day being there. I tell you this because I truly believe that God knew my condition and also knew that I probably wouldn't be able to handle it so it was completely blocked out from my mind. Before my diagnosis I didn't go to mass and wasn't very religious although I prayed every night. After my recovery, I started going to mass every Sunday and the priests at my church were so happy to see me and told me how much they prayed for me. My mom spoke to them since she always went to mass every week. All my family and friends prayed for me during my illness. Well, now I attend mass every Sunday, and also go every morning with my new friend and to healing masses I once a month. I have made so many great friends there and have become very active in my church always volunteering whenever they need anything or have church functions. My Priest is so wonderful he helped me so much get through many things and we have become friends. All of this has brought me closer to God and I thank him every day for every day I have. I certainly believe that everything happens for a reason and I am happier now than I used to be. So my friend keep your chin up, keep the faith and May God bless you and your family always. Please let me know how you're doing.