My mother passed away the week before Thanksgiving. In order to give enough time for notifying loved ones, to avoid the holiday and allow people to make travel arrangements, we scheduled the memorial service for Dec. 1st. I think this was the first Thanksgiving I have not celebrated with my parents in 55 years.
I’m thankful for my family & friends, and their love and support during this difficult time.
I’m thankful that my mom is not suffering anymore, and that she is in a better place.
I’m thankful for traditions that bring us back together and keep us moving forward.
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2012/11/23/weekly-photo-challenge-thankful
The last line is so true – despite all the perceived problems with preparations and logistics – traditions hold us and hug us
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You are never alone- and your Mom of Blessed Memory will always be with you! Traditions are what make us who we are! Go forward and be strong ❤ 🙂
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Traditions make us who we are- May your mother of Blessed Memory always be in your heart!
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sigh…..losing a parent….so much goes through your mind as you sit by their beds at the end. That line “it was the best of times, it was the worst of times” circled in my mind continuously in the aftermath of losing my father. Your post expresses that sentiment, too.
My sincerest sympathy is with you.
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