And finding I'm cross, so very very cross. I don't want to be. I want to be elegant and dignified in my two and a half year old grief, but it doesn't really work like that.
If it helps, I don't feel particularly elegant or dignified lately either. Cross? Yes. Elegant? No. Just miss her. And this is the fourth Christmas now. Sigh. Love to you Jeanette xo
Yup - another cross (and/or weepy, depending on mood) mummy without her daughter here too. I'm half way through a post about it - off to finish it now (and update the NM thread which I haven't managed to do yet either.)Love to you and Florence xxx
I second this.. or perhaps fourth it.
Hugs to you lovely. There is such a focus on family and being together at this time of year, it certainly makes you all the more aware of who is missing.Vxxx
I completely understand. Hang in there.
Christmas is brutal.x
I seem to be approaching Xmas with a sort of sideways resignation this year. It just means so many different things now.But yes, cross. Cross is one of them.Hugs.
I have not had elegant or dignified grief yet. I feel better knowing I'm not the only one.Cathy in MissouriP.S. And I get even more cross when the push of Christmas includes, "Hey, time to celebrate even if you feel like Hell!""Grinch-ish-ly humming..."
Grief can have its elegant and dignified moments, but for me they rarely appear on cue. The whole 'silent night' stuff just gets me into quiet choking sobs. Thinking of you & Florence and her beautiful little pink tree. xxxxh
Yes, me too.Big hugs, Jeanette.xo
Thinking of you Jeanette. X
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