tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2244020003053532919.post547011343578838418..comments2024-02-08T02:12:01.350-05:00Comments on The Journey: RememberingMichelle Longohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15437193620480920753noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2244020003053532919.post-74824649009925903552010-11-21T07:14:46.574-05:002010-11-21T07:14:46.574-05:00I do believe the only good thing to come out of th...I do believe the only good thing to come out of this (other than one of those "life is too short" lessons) is that you and I have connected on a level that isn't adult-aunt and child-niece, it's adults. We share a history that no two other people share, but there's more to it than that. I'm sure as the years go by I will see things differently. I don't look forward to the Grandma Days of December, either, I'm sure they are worse for you than for me. I hope you can find peace in all of it too. I love you and I'm happy to have you in my life too.Michelle Longohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15437193620480920753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2244020003053532919.post-18167865764956511202010-11-20T18:38:13.511-05:002010-11-20T18:38:13.511-05:00I'm impressed by your honesty. I hope someday...I'm impressed by your honesty. I hope someday that remembering isn't so guilt-ridden for you. My regrets are similar - I lost 5 years of knowing my sister. I complained when I saw my dad's car pull up because I knew my day was rerouted. And coming soon - all the mom regrets on her birthday and deathday. Then woohoo I'm supposed to be happy for Christmas, when I wish that day didn't exist. So I try to think about the good times I did salvage with Paula over the last 3 years, and the fact that Dad spent his last days in his home with his stuff. The thought that the last words both of them ever said to me were I love you. Sometimes I feel like a kid the family left at a rest stop and I'm angry they are somewhere without me. But all of this brought us closer and I am blessed to see Nathan now and then and know about him - which might not have happened were it not for these shitty events. I'm glad you wrote this and shared it, because it is okay to admit that we take people for granted and hold grudges and are basically human. I hope that every year, your feelings of guilt melt away and you realize how much they loved you. I guess people don't get angry at other people unless they really care about them. Thanks for sharing these difficult days with me because you are probably the only other person who feels as much pain as I do and you don't say stupid things like it will get better. I love you, Michelle, and am glad you are a part of my life.Brendahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03830523552112476698noreply@blogger.com