Just an FYI...
I'm really not going to be around much for the next week. I'll be in vehicles a lot and, in addition to my grandmother's funeral, I'll be taking a few days in North Carolina to regroup.
I got an email that said I was being awfully flippant with my recent posts, in light of my grandmother's death. That was extremely hurtful.
I actually sometimes write posts several days in advance, especially if I know I'm going to be out of town. I didn't know when I started writing that my grandmother would pass.
I almost took down my last post and the one prior to 10:23am, but I'm not going to.
I'm sad that my grandmother died. More sad that I'm going to talk about here, probably.
But it's still okay to laugh.
My posts will still show up, every day. Don't be upset if I don't comment on your blog or respond to your emails for a few days though.
I'm just not here anymore.
Not yet.
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It's important to keep smiling. Life goes on, and your grandma would want you to laugh. Have a safe trip.
You have nothing to apologize for. Whether we like it or not, life still goes on when those we love leave us.
Have a safe trip, Chick. I hope you are able to have some quiet moments remembering your grandma and feel surrounded by her love. She'll always be with you.
oh, please, people!
(a) it's your blog, you write whatever the heck you want
(b) laughter is the best way to get through grief
(c) everyone deals with loss differently - one woman's silly blog post is another woman's sobbing fit under the covers...
sorry for your loss. hope your trip gives you some peace and closure.
I have a solid rule about my blog - my space, my opinion.
Tell rude commenters to "eh, shove off ya wanker!". Or just delete their comments... that works too. Bless you all... it's the weekend of death I think, we're dealing with it too. Come back when you can.
Your sense of humor is your strength. Tell that douch to keep their opinions to themself
OMFG.
Send that person over to me because honestly? I snicker, laugh, and snort at funerals and funeral home visitations. Something about the solemnity of the occasions and the body just laying there make me get all inappropriate and giggly. Even while I'm sobbing (like at my dad's funeral).
Laughter is the best antidote to sadness. 'Nuff said.
nothing wrong with laughter.
and I'm so sorry for your loss.
I love the "my blog, my decision" way of life.
Don't change anything. EVER.
. . .except your undies. . . and possibly the kitty litter.
What kind of person questions the way another person processes grief? You have so many people who care about you and feel for you; we'll be understanding and send good vibes for you while you do whatever you need to in order to get through...
Seriously!? Seriously someone said that?! Whether you wrote them ahead of time or not, you can be sad without your life falling to pieces!
I'm saddened that anyone would judge another's grief, especially yours, as your caring nature is clear.
Additionally, I think it is important for your children to laugh with you at this time; for a death to halt your lives would be a tragedy unto itself.
Sincerest condolences, Chick. We'll miss you this week.
There is nothing wrong with continuing to enjoy parts of life just because another part has ended. The happiness and sadness of life are intertwined... why try to create phony separations?
I'm so sorry to hear about your grandmother. I will keep you guys in my thoughts and prayers. (((hugs)))
((hugs)) You have nothing to apologize for, really, Chick.
((hugs)) First, I'm sorry about your grandma!
Second, YOU absolutely do not have to apologize for anything. Nobody can tell you how to feel and react, and the fact that somebody tried is ridiculous. That is their problem and not yours. Don't feel guilty. It is your life and you are free to choose how you live it.
A death of a family member is hard enough to deal with without someone trying to shame you.
Keep your head up chick, and remember, it is their issue, not yours.
I'm always flabbergasted when people feel the need to tell you how you should be feeling and reacting to situations.
That person needs to shut it...
Oh hon. It's so important to laugh. Especially during a loss.
This week my son would have been three.
I'm sad, so very sad. But I'm smiling and I'm laughing. Sometimes even when I'm crying.
Keep laughing, Chick, keep laughing.
Flippant? Geesh! That guy would have hated me and my family. When FIL died all the women in the family wore off-white instead of black because it was a celebration of his life.
I'm posting this 16 years to the day that my own mother died of breast cancer. Anyone that can't be 'real' should stop bothering other people.
I'm sorry to hear of your loss.
I'm sorry to hear about your grandmother. And also sorry that someone felt the need to judge. We'll see you when you get back!
I'm sorry that the world has some asses in it.
Geez what is up with all the negativity of some bloggers. If you are dealing with serious issues, then you get to decide how to deal with it. You have no obligation to us. I appreciate your candor and your honesty. Go in grace and love. XOXOXO
I haven't been around much lately either.
I am sorry for your loss.
Have a safe trip.
Blessings to you.
I, too, often realize my life has moved on by the time I post something I'd been working on. But I post it anyhow--and damn the damnheads who would dare to judge my life without knowing me.
Or you.
i have no great grandparents. i have one grandmother who is in her 90s and has been incoherent with alzheimers in a nursing home. one day i referred to her as dead. corrected myself, but i realize, i let her go, a long time ago. she's not there. I celebrate the memories we had together, and I celebrate her passions now and again by decorating cakes and doing embroidery as gifts. but its only her body that's still hanging on. so i can see how even if you hadnt posted in advance, that you might still keep going on. for me, it will be a sad day, but a good one when my grandmother dies, because she deserves to get her rest, finally after all these years. what she's living isn't LIFE.
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