*sigh   i really don’t know how much sense this is going to make, but i’m gonna try to write some, anyway…just can’t seem to focus much on anything, lately….  Grief?  What is the grief process supposed to entail?  i’ve dealt with death for most of my life…saw it at a young age, between sick relatives and funerals and so forth, and of course this is different, since it’s my daughter….  i still don’t know how to process it.  i guess i can try to push it down, like usual, until i hit a sort of breaking point, and then let it go….but, i don’t think i’ll ever be able to ‘let this go’….  i’ve thought a lot about different issues i had with her, while she was growing up, whether it be the influences from her grandparents (that would contradict her own parents’ rules), to the peer issues she had in early high school, and so forth.  i feel like i failed her.  i tried to be present in her life and do what i could for her, but at the same time, she and everyone else, were pushing me back into a corner.  i don’t know what i could’ve done differently that would’ve really made any difference.  That’s the sad part.  i mean, of course there were smaller issues that probably didn’t have much to do with the finality of her life, but it’s not gonna keep me from picking my own actions apart….*sigh  i keep trying to think of the fun times we had and whether it was those moments when she and her brother were horsing around or when i’d simply tried to connect with her, there has to be some good in there–it’s not all bad, and she was not a complete failure.  My husband made some comments earlier today, that just made me feel like not even speaking….it was basically sickening to hear.  He made reference to the fact that Gabe, her son, was demonstrating to other family members the act of injecting into the arm–meaning he’d watched his mom do it…..How that, in itself, made her the “worst of the worst” as far as he’s concerned.  Well, for one thing, he never met my daughter–only spoke to her over the phone once or twice.  So, i don’t buy that she was the worst.  She needed help….she needed someone to pay attention to the warning signs, and nobody paid enough attention or cared enough to do anything to truly help.  We all failed her.  Yes, she was 23 years old, so she was an adult.  But, considering the people who continued to push and pry to be IN her life, and be heard, well…..It’s just a sad story, all around.                                                                i dunno what’s gonna happen….What i can promise is that as long as i’m in the land of the living, i will do everything in my power to keep an eye on my grandson.  Those involved in his life need to wise up and be responsible.  If they can’t, then they need to go.  

i keep thinking about what i’d posted the other day about Shelby and her music…i guess that’s the one thing i’ll remember her for, other than her precious little boy.

 

5 Comments
  1. heather17 4 years ago

    Hey my name is Heather and I have been dealing with depression and social anxiety disorder for years. People tell me it’s not a big deal just get over it but people that don’t have these disorders will never no what it’s like to live with it everyday. I feel that I have no one to talk to because no one understands me. I feel so alone. I joined this group with the hope that other people like me can talk to me so I don’t feel so alone.

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      delane 4 years ago

      Hi, Heather. Welcome to the tribes. i hope you can find the support and some helpful suggestions here.

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  2. ucfdarkknight 4 years ago

    Delane, I’m so sorry again. No parent should ever outlive their child. I’m glad you are defending your daughter. I don’t think any human being is ever a complete failure. I also hope that you don’t beat yourself up over this, either. I honestly don’t know what else to say. Maybe there really isn’t anything to say. I will do my best to keep an eye out for your blogs and support you that way.
    Thank you for caring about me. I only wish the best for you and your family

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  3. samarkand 4 years ago

    I’m so sorry for your loss Delane.
    Treasure your grandson as a living part of your daughter and yes, defend her against the misguided attacks of others, always – although I hope you will not be put into such a situation again.
    We are all human and none of us perfect – we can only ever do our best; I’m sure your daughter did her best as a mother, just as you did.
    Don’t let others bring you down and keep remembering the good times.

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    delane 4 years ago

    Thank you for your kind words.

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