JulesD
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April 29, 2009 - 9:34 am
I noticed that you are back and just wanted to see how you're doing. I know you've been through a lot in a very emotional time.
I hope you remembered to take time out to take care of yourself.
Hugs
Mooky
I hope you remembered to take time out to take care of yourself.
Hugs
Mooky
I noticed that you are back and just wanted to see how you're doing. I know you've been through a lot in a very emotional time.
I hope you remembered to take time out to take care of yourself.
Hugs
Mooky
I hope you remembered to take time out to take care of yourself.
Hugs
Mooky
May 2, 2009 - 8:16 pm
Total Posts: 133
Joined: 10-30-2007
Joined: 10-30-2007
Mooks.... thanks so much. I'm sorry I didn't see this before now.
You know... I'm putting one foot in front of the other. That's about the best I can do right now. I'm also trying to keep the big things from falling through the cracks. I have a TON of responsibility.... things that don't stop just because I need to. So, I am trying to get things in a position so that I can take a big, long chunk of time off in the summer and do what I need to do to get my life turned back around the right way.
My mood is reasonably stable, for that I am grateful. I am naturally depressed. But, that is quite normal. My sleep is good, and my meds are doing their jobs. So, my bipolar disorder is one thing that is not wreaking havoc with me right now. whew!
Today, as I was driving home from my usual Saturday shopping jaunt, it was time for my weekly talk with my mother. I always called her on my way home from shopping. I was so sad that I could not call her. So, I just dialed her number and listened to her voice mail a few times... and cried. Today was the first time that I had been able to do that... to listen to her voice mail. I knew it was still there, I just couldn't bring myself to dial the number until today. I couldn't believe that she won't ever pick up that phone again.
Wow... I'm sorry... you didn't ask for all of that. It kind of just came out as I typed.
Thanks for asking, mooks. It is good to be back. I hope all is well with you.
Be Well,
Jules
You know... I'm putting one foot in front of the other. That's about the best I can do right now. I'm also trying to keep the big things from falling through the cracks. I have a TON of responsibility.... things that don't stop just because I need to. So, I am trying to get things in a position so that I can take a big, long chunk of time off in the summer and do what I need to do to get my life turned back around the right way.
My mood is reasonably stable, for that I am grateful. I am naturally depressed. But, that is quite normal. My sleep is good, and my meds are doing their jobs. So, my bipolar disorder is one thing that is not wreaking havoc with me right now. whew!
Today, as I was driving home from my usual Saturday shopping jaunt, it was time for my weekly talk with my mother. I always called her on my way home from shopping. I was so sad that I could not call her. So, I just dialed her number and listened to her voice mail a few times... and cried. Today was the first time that I had been able to do that... to listen to her voice mail. I knew it was still there, I just couldn't bring myself to dial the number until today. I couldn't believe that she won't ever pick up that phone again.
Wow... I'm sorry... you didn't ask for all of that. It kind of just came out as I typed.
Thanks for asking, mooks. It is good to be back. I hope all is well with you.
Be Well,
Jules
Mooks.... thanks so much. I'm sorry I didn't see this before now.
You know... I'm putting one foot in front of the other. That's about the best I can do right now. I'm also trying to keep the big things from falling through the cracks. I have a TON of responsibility.... things that don't stop just because I need to. So, I am trying to get things in a position so that I can take a big, long chunk of time off in the summer and do what I need to do to get my life turned back around the right way.
My mood is reasonably stable, for that I am grateful. I am naturally depressed. But, that is quite normal. My sleep is good, and my meds are doing their jobs. So, my bipolar disorder is one thing that is not wreaking havoc with me right now. whew!
Today, as I was driving home from my usual Saturday shopping jaunt, it was time for my weekly talk with my mother. I always called her on my way home from shopping. I was so sad that I could not call her. So, I just dialed her number and listened to her voice mail a few times... and cried. Today was the first time that I had been able to do that... to listen to her voice mail. I knew it was still there, I just couldn't bring myself to dial the number until today. I couldn't believe that she won't ever pick up that phone again.
Wow... I'm sorry... you didn't ask for all of that. It kind of just came out as I typed.
Thanks for asking, mooks. It is good to be back. I hope all is well with you.
Be Well,
Jules
You know... I'm putting one foot in front of the other. That's about the best I can do right now. I'm also trying to keep the big things from falling through the cracks. I have a TON of responsibility.... things that don't stop just because I need to. So, I am trying to get things in a position so that I can take a big, long chunk of time off in the summer and do what I need to do to get my life turned back around the right way.
My mood is reasonably stable, for that I am grateful. I am naturally depressed. But, that is quite normal. My sleep is good, and my meds are doing their jobs. So, my bipolar disorder is one thing that is not wreaking havoc with me right now. whew!
Today, as I was driving home from my usual Saturday shopping jaunt, it was time for my weekly talk with my mother. I always called her on my way home from shopping. I was so sad that I could not call her. So, I just dialed her number and listened to her voice mail a few times... and cried. Today was the first time that I had been able to do that... to listen to her voice mail. I knew it was still there, I just couldn't bring myself to dial the number until today. I couldn't believe that she won't ever pick up that phone again.
Wow... I'm sorry... you didn't ask for all of that. It kind of just came out as I typed.
Thanks for asking, mooks. It is good to be back. I hope all is well with you.
Be Well,
Jules
May 3, 2009 - 7:00 pm
Total Posts: 2
Joined: 04-29-2009
Joined: 04-29-2009
Jules,
I am new to this group, but wanted to tell you that I truly understand how you feel. I lost a brother in January. When a box arrived from him about 4 days after he died - I put it aside because I couldn't deal with it at the time. He passed away from cancer and had his significant other pack the box and mail it.
I finally opened it the other day ... I cried as I went trough and found his military ribbons and memorabiliia from Vietnam; his braid that got cut off when he had his cancer surgery, photos of him,and of us as kids, etc. My dog and cats were all sitting on me as I sat in the floor and cried, but then, in the bottom of the box was a letter from him .... his final gift. I laughed as I read it - my final gift to him. The letter is now in a frame above my desk, the medals and photos in a case on the desk and his love is strong and eternal in my heart.
This year is 19 years since I lost my mom, and it is 4 months since I lost my brother. Every day I tell them I love them, and I know that even though they are gone, they still love me. Cherish that voicemail, listen to it often, and one day, it'll be the right time to open the box, have a laugh with your tears, and let it go.
Blessed be!!
I am new to this group, but wanted to tell you that I truly understand how you feel. I lost a brother in January. When a box arrived from him about 4 days after he died - I put it aside because I couldn't deal with it at the time. He passed away from cancer and had his significant other pack the box and mail it.
I finally opened it the other day ... I cried as I went trough and found his military ribbons and memorabiliia from Vietnam; his braid that got cut off when he had his cancer surgery, photos of him,and of us as kids, etc. My dog and cats were all sitting on me as I sat in the floor and cried, but then, in the bottom of the box was a letter from him .... his final gift. I laughed as I read it - my final gift to him. The letter is now in a frame above my desk, the medals and photos in a case on the desk and his love is strong and eternal in my heart.
This year is 19 years since I lost my mom, and it is 4 months since I lost my brother. Every day I tell them I love them, and I know that even though they are gone, they still love me. Cherish that voicemail, listen to it often, and one day, it'll be the right time to open the box, have a laugh with your tears, and let it go.
Blessed be!!
Jules,
I am new to this group, but wanted to tell you that I truly understand how you feel. I lost a brother in January. When a box arrived from him about 4 days after he died - I put it aside because I couldn't deal with it at the time. He passed away from cancer and had his significant other pack the box and mail it.
I finally opened it the other day ... I cried as I went trough and found his military ribbons and memorabiliia from Vietnam; his braid that got cut off when he had his cancer surgery, photos of him,and of us as kids, etc. My dog and cats were all sitting on me as I sat in the floor and cried, but then, in the bottom of the box was a letter from him .... his final gift. I laughed as I read it - my final gift to him. The letter is now in a frame above my desk, the medals and photos in a case on the desk and his love is strong and eternal in my heart.
This year is 19 years since I lost my mom, and it is 4 months since I lost my brother. Every day I tell them I love them, and I know that even though they are gone, they still love me. Cherish that voicemail, listen to it often, and one day, it'll be the right time to open the box, have a laugh with your tears, and let it go.
Blessed be!!
I am new to this group, but wanted to tell you that I truly understand how you feel. I lost a brother in January. When a box arrived from him about 4 days after he died - I put it aside because I couldn't deal with it at the time. He passed away from cancer and had his significant other pack the box and mail it.
I finally opened it the other day ... I cried as I went trough and found his military ribbons and memorabiliia from Vietnam; his braid that got cut off when he had his cancer surgery, photos of him,and of us as kids, etc. My dog and cats were all sitting on me as I sat in the floor and cried, but then, in the bottom of the box was a letter from him .... his final gift. I laughed as I read it - my final gift to him. The letter is now in a frame above my desk, the medals and photos in a case on the desk and his love is strong and eternal in my heart.
This year is 19 years since I lost my mom, and it is 4 months since I lost my brother. Every day I tell them I love them, and I know that even though they are gone, they still love me. Cherish that voicemail, listen to it often, and one day, it'll be the right time to open the box, have a laugh with your tears, and let it go.
Blessed be!!
Joined: 01-27-2009