tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657625150805629106.post8930169038328778566..comments2023-10-08T08:09:38.950-07:00Comments on Freezerburned: Life and DeathSuddenly Susanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12483813654827621158noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657625150805629106.post-30452653162758500472011-03-02T05:11:12.232-08:002011-03-02T05:11:12.232-08:00Thank you, everyone, for your honest and most thou...Thank you, everyone, for your honest and most thoughtful comments. Ironically, we learned late yesterday another long-time friend of ours died over in Hillsboro. She was in her 80's and a real joy to everyone who knew her.<br /><br />I will take everything each of you has said and incorporate it into my life.Suddenly Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12483813654827621158noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657625150805629106.post-17327370120901076002011-03-01T17:46:05.257-08:002011-03-01T17:46:05.257-08:00I lost both my parents (my dad in 1996, and my mom...I lost both my parents (my dad in 1996, and my mom in 2006) from cancer. Their deaths were slow and painful, which was traumatizing for me to witness. However, it also afforded me the opportunity to spend quality time with them, and to tell them how much I loved them, and how wonderful they were as parents. My mother enjoyed it when I'd tell her the things I remembered as a child - things that she and I did together. <br /><br />By the time they died, I was ready for them to go, as their suffering was so horrible and I just wanted them to be pain free. But at the same time, I didn't want to have them gone forever.<br /><br />I personally am not afraid of death, but I am a little scared of the transition. I don't want to die as my parents did, having the life sucked out of me by some horrid disease. I suppose there's really no good way to die, unless you happen to go in your sleep, as your mother did (unless there were signs of suffering). I'm sorry for your loss, Susan. <br /><br />I have no regrets about the way I spent my parents' remaining days with them. I feel that all that needed to be said, was. <br /><br />I don't believe that once a person dies, that they are forever gone. I do believe their energy continues on, and they remain with us in some capacity. I used to feel my father around me constantly, but when my mother died, he seemed to move off to the fringes of my subconscious, and she is front and center. I still converse with my mother - out loud as well as silently - and I believe she hears me. If there's anything that comforts me about dying, it's that many loved ones will be waiting for me I get to the "other side".Susan Stevensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13500332874463941099noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657625150805629106.post-73818717534259953542011-03-01T15:17:52.980-08:002011-03-01T15:17:52.980-08:00You bring me back to my mother and her last days S...You bring me back to my mother and her last days Sue. It is never too late to talk. I know I did when she was in the hospital and I am glad I did. I said all the things I wanted to say earlier and wish I had said earlier. Never hold back thinking it will be sad. To say you are a dear friend and you love them is cherished by the one leaving us. They need to hear it as much as you need to say it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657625150805629106.post-48915186003530316522011-03-01T11:28:28.057-08:002011-03-01T11:28:28.057-08:00Very thought provoking. I learned not to fear dea...Very thought provoking. I learned not to fear death so much watching my mom go through it. She faced it with so much dignity and grace. And fearlessness. It was life changing for me.Dumb Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14687042642876567989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3657625150805629106.post-45378645002570563692011-03-01T09:06:30.331-08:002011-03-01T09:06:30.331-08:00I think about death a lot, especially since my hea...I think about death a lot, especially since my heart episode last April. On top of that I am approaching the age "era" where folks DO die...I don't think I'm afraid to die, but I'm definitely terrified of the process of dying. If I were dying I would want others to tell me how I had impacted their lives...for good or not...because I believe what we most fear is that we will be forgotten. Like we never existed. I am so glad that you posted this subject because in my ageing process I'm not facing this prospect very well. Thank you, dear Susan.janie13https://www.blogger.com/profile/11539713149043845912noreply@blogger.com