I was looking on my puter earlier tonight at Mom's 95th birthday pics, when tears started to roll.

I don't know if I'll be able to watch the Alabama/Auburn game this year. It won't be the same without Mom here for us to bicker about. That was the only game I cared to watch. I think it was more the fussing since Mom was an Auburn fan, and I root for Alabama.

I've cried 2 times to night. Just a rough night. I suppose I can expect these from time to time.

Haven't had one like this in a good while. Suppose I'm overdue.

My dad has been gone for 29 years next month and there are still times I get that knot in my throat and I feel the burn of the tears in my eyes. I think if we love someone and we lose them, we will be affected by that loss the rest of our lives. It does get easier and we start remembering with more smiles than tears, but the tears will be there from time to time.

As I am going through this journey with my mom, on the days that I get frustrated, and yes, angry, I try my best to remember that I am blessed and lucky to still have her, regardless of her condition...I still have her and for that I am VERY grateful.

Prayers and hugs are out to you bnot.

We can cry because they're gone.
Or we can smile because the things we shared are so very precious.
Sometimes my tears turn to laughter; sometimes the laughter turns to tears.
As awful as we feel at times, it is a tribute to the power of love and family.

((((you))))) I have loved ones who have been gone ten years or more, but can still evoke tears when I remember some particular event or look at pictures.

Grandmother has been gone eleven years last month. Every holiday, I make the pies (always her job) using her rolling pin, recipes and pie plates. And every year for the past eleven I have wept as I did it. But at some point I realized what a blessing it is to continue in a tradition and it makes me happy to keep her alive in that way as I teach my daughters her recipes and make her a real person for future generations to remember. So I still weep, but it is gratitude.

How very strange... I do know what you mean but for me the game that jerks my chain is VT/Miami. Dad wanted to last to see VT beat Miami one more time after a series of losses. We cheered for the same team, but everytime we play Miami it gets me. Somehow though, I want to continue those special traditions.

Alabama got us pretty good in the 4th quarter Sat nite. Quite a team!!

(((Gypsy))), You may need some of that light therapy to get through your northern winter. Winter is hard anyway and you may need to make some plans. Do you feed the birds? That has always helped me get through the short days, forces out and about.

We will be here for you both, I hope.

(((Bnot))) I hope you will still enjoy the game even through tears. Many of my tears since Mike's passing have been looking at pictures. I'm fine with the picts I have always had up but if I look at others I still get wet. It was 6 months Aug. 24-I got through the day with no major melt downs. Realized that my big hurdle will be this fall and winter. I realized yesterday that I have NEVER had a winter totally on my own-I was always in school, teaching then caregiving-no retirement really-I'm getting a little nervous about it.