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In Honor and Loving
Memory of Our Children
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Grief Journey Q & A
was Stephanie Marrotek;
the current coordinators
are a mix of participants
who post questions once
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post answers. Some answer
only to the group, some
members have elected
to share their insights
in a more public way
through this column as
well. Our hope is that
you will find some spark
of inspiration or comfort
or help here. These words
are not offered as prescription
for the ways we "should"
handle grief. These are
just insights into how
others are managing
day by day after the
death of a child.
When others
have unreal expectations
of you for the holidays,
what do you do? How
do you handle it?
Cry, scream..
say f*** them... then come
to my wonderful online
friends and vent away,
take a deep breath and
do what I want..
uh,
not very well yet. i
haven't quite learned yet
how to deal with this.
last year turkey day was
on my birthday so i took
a really dangerous cocktail
of prescriptions i had
laying around and stayed
in bed all day. pretty
dysfunctional to say the
least. this year
i'm not sure how i will
feel. lousy, i'm
sure. the only
reason i do anything
at all is to avoid fighting
with my dh and my dh's
family and to avoid my
kids having to go through
seeing me upset.
I
actually think people
have decided that they
would like to see me
for the holidays so they
ask but if I say no then
they don't push me. I
have become rather estranged
from my family since MIRAs
death so it is not too
difficult. And if
someone does ask why I
will just tell them it's
just too difficult without
my little girl right now. Maybe
in the future I will
join the festivities
again.
Vent
to Chuck, my hubby, and
then he usually takes
care of things, or tells
them I cannot do it.
At
first I tried really
hard to "keep
the peace" or do things
that so that people wouldn't
get mad. But I was sooooooooo
BAD at faking it!!! I was
miserable to the point
of getting physically ill.
I was angry. For the most
part now (5+ years later),
I just say to my husband, "How
mad will you be if I just
don't go?" And he
says, "Okay. Don't
go." And that's
that. My best line of
defense is to stay home,
do some good self-care
like a warm fire and
a hot bath, some time
alone and just ride it
all out till the troops
return from whatever
holiday adventure they
decided to try.
How do you
include ALL your children,
living and dead, in the
holidays? Do
you have special rituals? If
your only child/ren are
dead, are you able to
honor their legacy with
other family members
or friends? If so, how?
We hang stockings
for all children. We buy
a special ornament for
all children, we have a
small angel tree for nora's
angel ornaments. We buy
gifts for the living children,
and buy gifts for those
in need in memory of Nora.
We fill stockings for the
living children, even filling
Nora's with good deeds
for others. We buy a bear
every year with the current
date on its foot which
represents Nora for the
holidays. The children
write letters to each other
expressing their feelings..
and we all write letters
to Nora and read them christmas
eve. My mom is the only
one who remembers Nora
with us by doing good deeds
and buying Nora an angel
ornament. We also decorate
her grave with a tree and
ribbon.
last
year when i didn't go
to turkey day, i e-mailed
a list of things i was
thankful for to rob's
grandparents to read
out loud at the table. (kind
of passive aggressive,
but whatever works). of
course i mentioned lily. At
christmas we buy Lily an
ornament and presents and
we talk about her. some
family members are thoughtful
and they remember Lily
with a donation or a gift. Most
aren't. I plan
on decorating her grave
this year as well.
MIRA
is my one and only child
so she is all I live
and breath each day. This
year was my first Thanksgiving
around people again. Last
year I was still very dazed
having just lost her and
faced her due date on the
17th. My cousin asked
about my tattoo of an "M" on
my wrist but when I told
him what it was he just
said 'oh.' I
talk about MIRA freely
because I am not ashamed
of the love I have for
my daughter. Once
in a while a family
member is comfortable with
that, and if they are not
then thats fine too. But
I will make sure they know
they should never ever
think I have forgotten
her or "moved on."
We usually
get an ornament for each
kid, living and dead. My
mom also buys ornaments
for them all.
We
are kind of a mixed up,
messy family. My son
who died is my only son
and my mom's only grandson.
But my husband has two
children from his first
marriage who are both
grown now with partners
they love -- and one
of them has children
of their own now. So
we have one grandson
and a granddaughter on
the way there. So for
me and my mom, it is
very much an important
ritual to remember my
son Dakota who died.
For my husband's family,
it is not so important
to them. They remember
for the most part. Especially
my husband's daughter
will usually try very
hard to make time to
talk with me about Dakota
at least once each holiday
season. But in terms
of including him in dinners
at their houses or telling
their children stories
about "Uncle
Dakota" or something
like that, it just isn't
top of mind for anyone
there. My husband and
I do try to make a point
of shopping each year
for Dakota, buying whatever
would be age appropriate
for him now. And then
we donate the items to
a toy drive or winter
clothes drive.
We all know
the holidays are different
after a child dies. But
what changed for you personally? How
is it different now? Is
there anything in particular
that changed that you really
miss?
Personally,
every aspect of the holiday
has changed. I used to
be the crazy one who was
so joyful, and played xmas
music every day , all day,
wore xmas sweaters all
month of December.. I was
filled with joy. Now I
am filled with dread and
mixed with trying so hard
to find some joy with my
living children who are
also hurting.. so I push
myself but end up crashing
eventually. This year I
have not tried so hard..
just let my feelings be
what they are and the kids
seem to respond better
to that. They like my honesty
because they can be honest...
and we will find some joy
throughout the holiday,
we just have to let it
happen naturally, the same
with the tears. Just go
with it.
I
guess it's changed so
completely that it's
tough to remember what
it was like. I
feel almost like I shut
off when they start looming. I
feel like the expectations
of others are so heavy
that it squashes me completely. I
feel resentful of other
people and what they want
me to do. Then I
start to hate myself and
everything about the holidaze
then I feel guilty for
screwing up my living kids
holidaze. Generally
it's turned into the
worst part of the year.
I
am going to move a little
out of the Thanksgiving/Christmas
area to answer this question. When
MIRA died it was in July. Every
August since I was a child
we have a family reunion
at my great-grandmothers
house. Of course
I was not up for it that
year. This year I
really felt forced to go
but I went anyway. I
suddenly felt as if I didn't
know anyone and they didn't
know me. I didn't
even eat there and let
me tell you that my family
can throw down in the kitchen
so its not as if there
was nothing appealing on
the table. I just
really felt disconnected
from that atmosphere. I
stood off to myself and
barely stayed for an hour
before going home. I miss
being there as a care free
child who was involved
in all of the activities
and talked to everyone. No
one used to feel uncomfortable
around me but now everyone
tends to avoid me. I
guess that is my life
now as a bereaved parent.
For me personally,
I think of girls who are
are the age my daughter
would be, and that baby
bean would be. And I seem
to notice them more, especially
around holidays, and it
is bittersweet for me.
I miss the full-on,
flat-out, continuous sense
of fun and silliness. There
are still moments of fun
and silly, of course. But
usually, eventually something
will come up that will
bring Dakota's absence
to mind and the tears will
come. I miss that my husband's
kids (and now grandkids)
don't full understand us.
They of course still have
their own longings to be
with us at some point during
the holidays. But when
things turn from fun to
tears, they don't understand
and are usually not patient
enough to just hang in
there with us a bit --
because if they did, they'd
see that the silly moments
do eventually come back
around. It is this sense
of layering -- a full range
of emotions. I actually
appreciate that. I feel
more completely human because
of it. But I don't think
my husband's family understands
it and so connection is
lost -- REAL connection.
If that makes any sense?
When everyone
gets on the "new
year's" bandwagon and starts
in on you about "new year's resolutions" and
the like, what do you resolve
to do? How are your "resolutions" now
different from the kinds of"resolutions" you
might have made before your child
died?
I
don't make resolutions
any more.. I think.. another
year without Nora... and
I hate the whole new year
hoopla.. I just don't
participate.
ha. born
procrastinators are never
very good at resolutions
and i am one of those. now,
though, i make resolutions
that are good for me. not
good for other people,
necessarily. this
year i'm resolving to change
to tea instead of coffee. that's
it, really. i resolve
to talk with my kids
more about Lily and to
be a better communicator
of my needs to dh.
I
stopped making resolutions
a long time ago because
I never kept them. I
have thought of making
a few this coming year. One
I made right after MIRAs
death and that was to always
keep her memory alive. Other
than that I don't know
what else I will vow to
do in the upcoming year. Maybe
I won't even bother with
the facade.
I never make
new years resolutions.
I always break them! LOL!
Gawd.
My old resolutions were
stupid things like "make
more money" or "lose
weight" both of which
are so superficial and
really stupid in the scheme
of things, you know? Living
is about so much more the
the almighty dollar and
some media campaign that
says aneorxic is beautiful!!!
My resolutions now are
things like, "Find
joy in each moment." Or, "Be
fully present in each moment
of life." Those
might seem stupid and
superficial to some,
but I have a REAL appreciation
for how fragile life
is. I know that with
any next moment, I might
be dead. Or my husband
might die. Or another
of our family. And because
I feel like death is
real to me, well, it
makes simply LIVING all
that much more important.
If you could
ask for -- and know you
would get -- something,
some kind of help or inspiration
or something, to help you,
really help you get through
the holidays, what would
it be? How could
the people around you REALLY
help you through?
send
my and my family away
for the holidays to a
remote island. Other
than that..just be understanding,
don't expect me to do
anything I don't want to
do, and
please if you are going to
buy gifts for my living
children, don't forget
my baby in heaven.. I
don't expect people to
remember my tiniest angels..thats
between my family and
me.. but Nora.. I do..
they know about her..
remember her with a tiny
ornament or a donation
in her name to a charity..
if
someone, anyone, would
just say, "i understand
that the holidaze are hard
and i don't want you to
do anything you don't want
to do. i remember
lily and i can't imagine
how you feel so i'm going
to give you the grace to
just feel how you feel,
no expectations. no guilt." that
would be the best gift
i could ever imagine
getting.
I
would ask to spend the
holiday celebrating my
loves brand new freedom
from prison so that we
could begin our "Happily
Ever After." With
the exception of my siblings
he is the only person in
the world who adores my
daughter and respects my
grief journey. I
feel fortunate to have
someone who loves me
so dearly in my life
who also loves my child,
even in death.
My family DOES
do thing to help me thru,
they always remember Amanda
and Baby Bean, and acknowledge
the losses. I really cannot
complain much!!
You
know what I would love?
I would love to have
everyone together --
like they do anyway --
but to have REAL conversations
and to include the whole
family in the holidays.
Like I would like to
be in the kitchen getting
a meal ready, laughing
and being silly, and
then some random song
comes on the radio that
reminds my husband's
sister of her dead child,
and I'd like there to
be enough freedom of
REAL emotion in the house
for her to cry. For us
to sit together. For
her to talk about the
big sister her boys never
knew. And after a good
cry and some REAL connection,
we'd all go back to working
together on stuff in
the kitchen. And dinner
would be served. And
people would laugh. And
then someone would raise
a glass and want to share
some REAL emotion about
my husband's mother who
died last year. And people
would pass the kleenex.
And when one of the little
kids would ask, "Who's
Oma?" that we could
all sort of of laugh
as how impermanent it
all is AND then tell
the child who she is/was/will
be to this family. IF
all that could happen
for REAL, then I would
know I was in safe space
to feel ALL the emotions
that come up for me,
that I could share my
son who is dead, that
people really treasured
ALL our family members,
instead of just the ones
who are chowing down
at the table. You know?
It will never happen.
But if I could have a
wish that would come
true, that would be it.
We'll have more Q &
A next month...
This is a discussion and
support group held online
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Marrotek is the host of
the Grief Journey Q &
A. The full group is moderated
by the staff of KotaPress.
The answers given in this
Q & A were offered by
the generous hearts of the
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We cannot thank you enough
for your candor and honesty.
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