i wouldnt say it was a blessing u lost her, but it is a blessing u had her so long. Some people arent so lucky. I like to think that even though it has its disadvantages, only the lucky get old. Every day is a blessing unless u are suffering terrible pain or have altzheimers. I live with my parents and i depend on them for my emotional well being. The thing is, if i happened to sell millions of books and become a millionaire i think i would still live with them. Some people dont have good relationships with their parents and i try to remember that. But also every day that goes by i watch them age... and its hard.
BaD 2017.14: rough day.
On 02/17/2017 at 07:16 PM by Julian Titus See More From This User » |
I had something gaming to write about today, but then I remembered what day it is. I’m losing time lately. Not in a blacking out kind of a way, but in a days running together kind of way.
We don’t do birthdays in my family. I was raised as a Jehovah’s Witness. I have since turned my back on all religion, but for me, birthdays are usually just another day, with very few exceptions. Certain special people rate for me, and I make a big deal about my birthday when Leap Year rolls around, but that’s just an excuse to be a kid for a day.
As such, I spent most of my life not knowing my mom’s birthday. I knew it was in February, because mine is, too. It wasn’t until I had to put it on her death certificate that I learned it and committed it to memory.
Being a devout Jehovah’s Witness, my mother wouldn’t want me to make a big deal about this day. She wouldn’t approve of me talking about it at all, nor would she be happy at how sad I am today. I mean, I’m sad most days since she was killed, but today is a harder one than most.
I know that everyone loses their parents eventually. But my mom was so sharp and “with it”. She was 72 when she died, but she had no problems with computers, the internet, or keeping up with current events and TV shows. We watched Arrow and The Flash together every week. We watched Doctor Who together. She was shopping for an iPad, because even though she liked her laptop, she decided that she liked the portability of the iPad better. I believe that we could have had another ten to fifteen years, easily.
Maybe it’s a blessing that she was taken so suddenly. I don’t have to watch her deteriorate from some disease, or forget who I am because of Alzheimer’s. But I think I’d deal with that if it meant that I got to watch Singin’ in the Rain with her some more.
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