Monday, November 17, 2014

Final Goodbye

Lee, my niece and writer of this touching post, Saying Goodbye, expresses the pain of burying your mother. She talks about the mundane and the deep feelings of not wanting to  let her go.

Her mother was my sister, June. For days I've thought of her and what I owe her for the life I lead today. I've thought of what I can say at the burial, if I can hold myself together enough to talk. There is  no way to sum up the long life of such a special person. I will tell about my admiration for her from the time I was a small child. 

Imagine that you have someone living  in your house who is as pretty as the movie stars on the  covers of the magazines. And imagine that she loves you dearly and will do anything for you. So different looking from my sweet mother who had lost her figure long before I was born, but just as loving as my mother and as kind and caring for her young siblings. 

She was meant to have a happy life because she sacrificed so much for others, but as a young woman with two teenage children, she faced the death of her husband. Her world fell apart and the weight of raising the kids alone seemed overwhelming. She had not  held a job for fifteen years. 

She was a resilient woman who persevered under grueling circumstances. The family had to move where she could find work that  would support her family. The children didn't fare well in the new school and June had to rethink her situation again. 

All I wanted to  do was save her from the overpowering grief and sorrow that had stolen my sister's smile, her love of life. But I could not fix her problems. Now I know that grieving is a personal and private matter that no one can ease  for another. 

She raised her  girls and they are both doing well. She finally found another man that she could love and who adored her. But their happiness was short lived. Less than ten years of marriage before her health deteriorated. She knew when it was time to go, and she passed away with her family around her.

Now we must say a final goodbye. I can hardly bear it.

My sister, June


DJan said...

I am so sorry to hear of her illness and death. It's a hard thing to bear, but we all must learn how to cope with it. She sounds like she was a wonderful woman.

Glenda C. Beall said...

We lost June over a year ago and still grieve for her. This time I write of now was burying her ashes which we did not do at the time of her death. I did speak and it was not quite as difficult as I feared. My brother spoke so lovingly of her and quoted a poem.
It was a beautiful day during the service, but later it rained. I'm sure June brought the sunshine with her glorious smile she bestowed on everyone. Thanks for visiting my blog, DJan.

Anonymous said...

Thank you for sharing this, Glenda. Both my parents were cremated, and both their remains were disposed of soon afterward. It isn't easy, but that's life.


I'm so sorry for your loss. I lost my sister over a year ago and it's been hard not having her within my reach, esp by phone. Also lost my dear husband last year and so it's been tough all the way around. Blessings to you and yours. Barb

Glenda C. Beall said...

Barb, thank you for visiting my blog and taking time to comment. I am so very sorry for your loss of your sister and your husband. I know how tough it is. No one can prepare us for the pain of losing our beloved family. You and your husband had a wonderful marriage but not long enough, I'm sure. Your writing about him is touching and deeply honest. I visited your blog and will continue to visit in the future. Hang in there. It does get easier but the journey is slow. Take care of yourself.