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    <title>topic Re: Mom.... in Grief &amp; Loss</title>
    <link>https://community.aarp.org/t5/Grief-Loss/Mom/m-p/2493617#M3521</link>
    <description>&lt;P&gt;Thank you everyone.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I am okay - at least I can function and do what needs to be done.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Had to write her obituary today. Writing it is an exercise of my skills as a communicator and marketer - but when I read it aloud... the floodgate opened in full and just cannot stop crying again.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I know this hollow feeling will never go away - she is Mom and I am her firstborn... her 'mini-me' (prior to Michael Myers' characterization of such). I was her #1, her First Little Indian, her 'bestest of beasties'. Every bit of me is struggling to hold it together, but at the same time all I want to do is fade into the fog and wail.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Thank y'all. I know I'm not alone (I have 5 siblings in the same boat all wishing Mom would have given us bigger paddles). It is nice to post, write it out, vent and share with complete strangers. I appreciate you all.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;span class="lia-unicode-emoji" title=":baby_angel:"&gt;👼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description>
    <pubDate>Fri, 21 Apr 2023 18:51:03 GMT</pubDate>
    <dc:creator>LesZ</dc:creator>
    <dc:date>2023-04-21T18:51:03Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Mom....</title>
      <link>https://community.aarp.org/t5/Grief-Loss/Mom/m-p/2493104#M3425</link>
      <description>&lt;P&gt;She fell asleep.&lt;BR /&gt;&lt;BR /&gt;Her breath rattled. We stood around her, taking turns holding her hand, whispering our love to her. We told each other she needs her rest - the cancer and the covid had ravaged her enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I gently rubbed baby lotion on her arm. She no longer flaked, but her skin was like dried sheets of very thin vellum. Why would I think of vellum in this way? Her pores seemed to vacuum the lotion from my fingertips - and I gently cooed how I would give Mom a manicure to help her hands. She didn't respond, but I told her anyway.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;My baby brother stood nearby, watching our mother's face and the way her abdomen rose and fell with each breath - almost like her body was forcing itself to breath. His eyes were cried out, and I knew his heart shattered as Mom's breath rattled yet again.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;My sister, holding Mom's other hand, reached for our brother and then she froze.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;And I froze.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;And baby bro froze.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;there is no more rattle&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;there is no more forced breathing&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;there is no more pain&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;She fell asleep. The strongest, most willful and loving person I've ever known. She fell asleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;And I can't stop crying.&lt;/P&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 18 Apr 2023 21:37:50 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>https://community.aarp.org/t5/Grief-Loss/Mom/m-p/2493104#M3425</guid>
      <dc:creator>LesZ</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2023-04-18T21:37:50Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Re: Mom....</title>
      <link>https://community.aarp.org/t5/Grief-Loss/Mom/m-p/2493171#M3438</link>
      <description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size="5"&gt;Thank you for sharing your story. It was wonderful to surround your Mom with so much love. God bless you and your family &lt;span class="lia-unicode-emoji" title=":crying_face:"&gt;😢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="lia-unicode-emoji" title=":folded_hands:"&gt;🙏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 19 Apr 2023 12:13:12 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>https://community.aarp.org/t5/Grief-Loss/Mom/m-p/2493171#M3438</guid>
      <dc:creator>BeatleloverKT</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2023-04-19T12:13:12Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Re: Mom....</title>
      <link>https://community.aarp.org/t5/Grief-Loss/Mom/m-p/2493173#M3439</link>
      <description>&lt;P&gt;Your words are very forceful and touching to those that read it.&amp;nbsp; The love you shared and showed to your Mom will live on forever. Please accept my sincere sympathy...&lt;/P&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 19 Apr 2023 12:44:41 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>https://community.aarp.org/t5/Grief-Loss/Mom/m-p/2493173#M3439</guid>
      <dc:creator>jonibee</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2023-04-19T12:44:41Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Re: Mom....</title>
      <link>https://community.aarp.org/t5/Grief-Loss/Mom/m-p/2493334#M3463</link>
      <description>&lt;P&gt;Les. So very sorry for your loss. How pleased your Mom must've been to have you all there. Even though we think we're prepared death is such a shock when it happens. Please continue to visit this site. The people here are lovely. They know exactly what you are going through. And can help.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 20 Apr 2023 04:53:50 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>https://community.aarp.org/t5/Grief-Loss/Mom/m-p/2493334#M3463</guid>
      <dc:creator>mc6844</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2023-04-20T04:53:50Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Re: Mom....</title>
      <link>https://community.aarp.org/t5/Grief-Loss/Mom/m-p/2493617#M3521</link>
      <description>&lt;P&gt;Thank you everyone.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I am okay - at least I can function and do what needs to be done.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Had to write her obituary today. Writing it is an exercise of my skills as a communicator and marketer - but when I read it aloud... the floodgate opened in full and just cannot stop crying again.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I know this hollow feeling will never go away - she is Mom and I am her firstborn... her 'mini-me' (prior to Michael Myers' characterization of such). I was her #1, her First Little Indian, her 'bestest of beasties'. Every bit of me is struggling to hold it together, but at the same time all I want to do is fade into the fog and wail.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Thank y'all. I know I'm not alone (I have 5 siblings in the same boat all wishing Mom would have given us bigger paddles). It is nice to post, write it out, vent and share with complete strangers. I appreciate you all.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;span class="lia-unicode-emoji" title=":baby_angel:"&gt;👼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 21 Apr 2023 18:51:03 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>https://community.aarp.org/t5/Grief-Loss/Mom/m-p/2493617#M3521</guid>
      <dc:creator>LesZ</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2023-04-21T18:51:03Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Re: Mom....</title>
      <link>https://community.aarp.org/t5/Grief-Loss/Mom/m-p/2535326#M9566</link>
      <description>&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am so sorry for your loss. &amp;nbsp;I will keep you and your family in my thoughts and prayers. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="lia-unicode-emoji" title=":red_heart:"&gt;❤️&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 19 Jan 2024 18:12:41 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>https://community.aarp.org/t5/Grief-Loss/Mom/m-p/2535326#M9566</guid>
      <dc:creator>Cadee2719</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2024-01-19T18:12:41Z</dc:date>
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