tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post111452817391491941..comments2023-06-28T22:58:28.247+10:00Comments on Sixth In Line: A world without my motherElisabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-47192553136827300922014-08-12T23:07:23.874+10:002014-08-12T23:07:23.874+10:00So sorry for your loss, Elisabeth. It's been a...So sorry for your loss, Elisabeth. It's been a long and sometimes very painful journey for you and I want to thank you for sharing it with us. Hugs to you all.MedicatedMoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08609190990579743429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-48088273267060413632014-08-12T21:06:36.071+10:002014-08-12T21:06:36.071+10:00Sincere condolences Liz...
MarySincere condolences Liz...<br />Marymaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02995057119108062134noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-49061721326508675812014-08-11T12:12:16.808+10:002014-08-11T12:12:16.808+10:00Such a sad experience for you, though you have bee...Such a sad experience for you, though you have been telling us about how it was something that might come sooner than later. Condolences to you and your siblings!<br /><br />I didn't see either of my parents when, or after, they died. On both occasions I was at home, about 1,400 miles from where they lived. And their bodies were simply taken and cremated. I got their ashes in each case when I went back and we held a memorial service. That was 9, 10 years ago (dad died less than a year after mom). <br /><br />Blessings and Bear hugs to all of you!<br /><br />Rob-bearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00171692478879522588noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-77908270736042109442014-08-11T10:02:35.354+10:002014-08-11T10:02:35.354+10:00I'm so sorry, it is painful to see our loved o...I'm so sorry, it is painful to see our loved ones this way.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-25983544617022547332014-08-11T05:30:42.673+10:002014-08-11T05:30:42.673+10:00Very sorry for your loss.Very sorry for your loss.Kirkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02155991693956178030noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-64571009934514159892014-08-10T23:00:01.339+10:002014-08-10T23:00:01.339+10:00This has been a long and heart felt journey. Thank...This has been a long and heart felt journey. Thank you for sharing so much.. Anthony Ducehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17476865809734682418noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-85448268145330887902014-08-10T22:37:38.130+10:002014-08-10T22:37:38.130+10:00I hope there are sweet memories of a mother's ...I hope there are sweet memories of a mother's love, Elisabeth. Sincere condolences.<br />Karen CAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-5694529509875362932014-08-10T22:25:24.906+10:002014-08-10T22:25:24.906+10:00At least your Mum had a good long life, so that...At least your Mum had a good long life, so that's some consolation I guess. My mother died at age 63 which was far too early but in life nothing is so certain as death.<br /><br />On BBC radio a few days ago there was a 95 years 'young' chap who is taking part in two sprint races soon: 100 metres and 200 metres races. AT 95 YEARS.<br /><br />He was very well-spoken and went on to say that he took up BODY BUILDING at age 87. He said it made a new man of him. I was so flabbergasted to hear this man's later-life achievements. There's hope for me yet.PhilipHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06811831703263176415noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-45066203525283635602014-08-10T20:32:16.297+10:002014-08-10T20:32:16.297+10:00I never sat for any length of time with my mother’...I never sat for any length of time with my mother’s corpse after she died. The paramedics carried her into the back room—the room which, for some inexplicable reason, got called ‘the house’—where we’d installed a single bed (because she wouldn’t sleep in the double bed after Dad died) and they covered her with a sheet or a blanket or something. (Actually I think it might’ve been a throw.) It was then purely a matter of awaiting the Co-Op coming and taking away her body; they arrived within minutes. The whole thing was dealt with with great efficiency and professionalism by all concerned. I did sit for a second on the bed and said aloud, “Mum,” but that was about as sentimental as I allowed myself to get; practicalities got in the way. After she was taken away I had to go and inform Margaret who lived at the end of our avenue (they were members of the same congregation although Margaret had lapsed)—that was such a strange experience because I’d played with her little boy and it was so odd being a grownup with her and comforting her—and then I had to phone my brother and sister and make arrangements for the service; as the eldest all this fell on me. I never saw her after that. My siblings went to the funeral home but my brother said he regretted it; he would rather have remembered Mum alive. I can’t remember what my sister said but I did note when she arrived and for the first time in my life how much like her mother she looked; I’d never noticed that before.<br /><br />I am, of course, sad for you but you’ve been expecting this. I imagine that helps. We’re just waiting on Carrie’s father giving up the ghost. In the few weeks since his wife passed he’s gone into a rapid decline. As long as she’d been around he had a reason to put on a good show and make an effort but now the Alzheimer’s is just gobbling him up.<br /><br />I’ll be thinking of you over the next few days.Jim Murdochhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-35171651479428984672014-08-10T19:36:38.677+10:002014-08-10T19:36:38.677+10:00Hi Elisabeth. Thank you for sharing these thoughts...Hi Elisabeth. Thank you for sharing these thoughts, a wonderful tribute to your Mum. Teresa Stensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17027879292470220383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-78702801018561916822014-08-10T15:07:31.223+10:002014-08-10T15:07:31.223+10:00Liz, so very sorry for your loss. Sending love you...Liz, so very sorry for your loss. Sending love your way.Pandora Behrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17582255671962095503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-85722224438857477312014-08-10T14:19:54.380+10:002014-08-10T14:19:54.380+10:00Thinking of you. Thinking of you. Christinehttp://www.freudinoceania.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-16217652091809119032014-08-10T14:18:45.017+10:002014-08-10T14:18:45.017+10:00My sincere condolences ElisabethMy sincere condolences ElisabethLisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02399300464457820101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28133718.post-91851694579020984852014-08-10T14:13:13.426+10:002014-08-10T14:13:13.426+10:00My sympathy to you and your family. The reality of...My sympathy to you and your family. The reality of death differs from the expectation, and it is a hard thing to bear. persiflagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05161607100227748374noreply@blogger.com