It’s so hard to live with the mask on. And it’s so hard to have it come off, too. Thinking of you, Becky.
For me, the answer was to surround myself as much as possible – with people whom I didn’t need to wear a mask with. Those who understand can bring so much comfort.
Thinking of you with love.
As far as those who understand and comfort, it can be a commodity to find that’s easier said than done. We have found few willing to walk this journey with us. I don’t have enough energy left to run down one-way streets.
It is hard having to wear the mask. In some situations I remind people I have lost Danielle and it is a reality check for them. I found I could do this several years on, after the most devastating time in my life. This was usually when they were complaining about their children, which I found impossible to listen to. Thinking of you Becky. Huge hug, Janice x
I have found that I too have a difficult time listening to others complain – not only about their children, but about health issues, financial bothers, marital problems, work issues, . . . To me their problems all seem minor. They just don’t and never will understand our loss. For me – i will miss my son , grieve for him, and love him everyday, for the rest of my life.
When people ask “How are you?”, I often want to remind people of his death, and want to tell them that I am sad all the time. But sometimes hesitate because they often seem to think that three years later I should be “over” it. So, I wear that mask.
God bless all of us who have lost our precious children. I can hardly wait to be with my son, Eddie in Heaven.
Grief: One Woman's Perspective 
It’s so hard to live with the mask on. And it’s so hard to have it come off, too. Thinking of you, Becky.
For me, the answer was to surround myself as much as possible – with people whom I didn’t need to wear a mask with. Those who understand can bring so much comfort.
Thinking of you with love.
Yes, wearing the mask can be exhausting.
As far as those who understand and comfort, it can be a commodity to find that’s easier said than done. We have found few willing to walk this journey with us. I don’t have enough energy left to run down one-way streets.
It is hard having to wear the mask. In some situations I remind people I have lost Danielle and it is a reality check for them. I found I could do this several years on, after the most devastating time in my life. This was usually when they were complaining about their children, which I found impossible to listen to. Thinking of you Becky. Huge hug, Janice x
I have found that I too have a difficult time listening to others complain – not only about their children, but about health issues, financial bothers, marital problems, work issues, . . . To me their problems all seem minor. They just don’t and never will understand our loss. For me – i will miss my son , grieve for him, and love him everyday, for the rest of my life.
When people ask “How are you?”, I often want to remind people of his death, and want to tell them that I am sad all the time. But sometimes hesitate because they often seem to think that three years later I should be “over” it. So, I wear that mask.
God bless all of us who have lost our precious children. I can hardly wait to be with my son, Eddie in Heaven.
I take it on and off as needed. Still lots of work though.