i remember when she told me about her stage 4 lung cancer. it was in november 2018. christmas 2018 was so hard. we all knew it would be our last one with her. we had catered food because no one had the energy to cook like we usually did. we just sat around crying all day. all fucking day.
when she died, there was a small sense of relief because she was in so much pain and just couldn't breath at all.
then christmas 2019 rolled around and it was absolutely awful. my family didnt get together at all. i spent the day alone at my own house. one of the only things i got from her was our family christmas ornaments. i put them on my tree at home and it felt nice. her birthday is 1/1 so thats like 2 weeks of hell ruining two holidays.
this year, i tried putting the ornaments on the tree but as soon as i opened the box i started to bawl. there were some she hand made from like 1988 in there. seeing her hand writing was so hard. knowing she touched those items. i closed up the box and threw away my tree. i just cant do it.
i wish i could say it gets better each year but it doesn't.
she was the one person i would call when anything happened. anything bad or good or anything. she always loved me and accepted me. its so hard.
coming into my own as a woman, i realize how much i look like her. its so crazy.
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I’m so sorry to hear about your loss ily. I lost my grandmother this past September, every Christmas for the past 8-9 years has been spent with her, this Christmas really hurts so I know how you’re feeling. I’m here for you <3
I’m sorry for your loss :( Death of a parent is something I fear immensely even though I have strained relations with both of my parents (my family is insanely toxic). I hope you’re able to draw some sense of comfort this holiday. Stay strong ♥️