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A last conversation

February 28, 2006 By pia

My last conversation with my mother “Going to see the new Bruce Willis movie with the girls. Speak to you tomorrow.” We were supposed to celebrate her birthday. We picked out her casket. Knew my mother would die someday but she took such good care of herself—had a physical on her birthday 10/10. Thought I had some more time. Shouldn’t have thought that; should have learned from 9/11.

Please read Shayna’s post. Like Shayna it’s amazing, and important

Filed Under: my parents Tagged With: my parents, personal essays

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Comments

  1. cooper says

    February 28, 2006 at 9:56 am

    🙁

  2. lisa says

    February 28, 2006 at 11:56 am

    i’m sorry.

  3. dan says

    February 28, 2006 at 2:37 pm

    We never seem to get to say the things we want to before we never get to talk to people who are really important to us.

    Even if we have the time.

    But even if we don’t… they know.

  4. DeAnn says

    February 28, 2006 at 3:05 pm

    I’m so sorry. I cannot IMAGINE how that must feel. Hugs to you through the Web.

  5. Sarcasmom says

    February 28, 2006 at 5:05 pm

    My deepest sympathy. I know I don’t comment on your site but I do drop in from time to time. Having lost my Mom years ago I know that no matter what our realtionaship is with them, we miss them terribly when they are gone.

  6. Cat says

    February 28, 2006 at 5:14 pm

    Thank you for making me think. Time is short and we forget…we just forget.

  7. Doug says

    February 28, 2006 at 6:16 pm

    Sympathies. I think it’s right that when someone goes they still have plans inthis world.

  8. Dawn says

    February 28, 2006 at 6:20 pm

    As you know I too still try to cope with the loss of my mother—10 years this June___ wonder if I’ll ever be done.

    Will they ever open voting on the K awards? I’m keeping watch for it. 🙂

  9. Bone says

    February 28, 2006 at 9:43 pm

    Nothing I can think to comment does justice to this paragraph.

    We always think we have another day.

  10. Christine says

    February 28, 2006 at 11:06 pm

    I am so sorry. Even though I don’t know you, my thoughts are with you and your family.

  11. Miz BoheMia says

    March 1, 2006 at 12:09 am

    I ditto Doug and to Dawn I say no, I don’t think we do. Time just masks the intensity of the pain and it takes a little trigger to bring it out with raw intensity…

    I have been there, not with a parent though, and I know it all too well. I am sorry you have to too…

    I’m sorry Pia!

    Love you much!

    Me…

  12. jane says

    March 1, 2006 at 2:55 am

    My condolences about your mom. I know it’s been a few years, but the pain never goes away. Tomorrow is never promised to even the youngest among us.

  13. EsotericWombat says

    March 1, 2006 at 3:43 am

    I’m sorry…

    Reminds me of a poem.

    How beautiful, the words never spoken

  14. Monika says

    March 1, 2006 at 3:54 am

    It must be a tough thing. Those little petty things people use to argue about become so insignificant when compared to the loss of that someone. We always can use our time better, by saying how we feel instead of quarrelling over some unimportant ground. yet somehow, we always assume we have time for those sentiments and continue to stick to our grounds. There are many things I would have liked to say to quite a few people…maybe we still can. Just put it out in teh universe. They might here-good! They might not-no loss…

  15. Ego says

    March 1, 2006 at 4:54 am

    I always read your blog, but never commented…

    But your entry today touched me,, i wouldnt know what to do with myself if i lost my mother, and now i think about it more then ever…

    My mom recently got diagonsed with ovarian cancer.. stage 3…

    So i know there’s a rough road ahead…. i just dont know what i`ll do with myself if i lose her to this….

  16. Janet says

    March 1, 2006 at 5:50 am

    I visited Shayna’s blog. What a horrible yet moving story.

    On a seperate note, thank you so much for your thoughtful comment on my most recent education post. You were one of very few people I know who faithfully took an interest in what I had to say.

    Feel like it’s been ages since we “talked”. It’s not my turn, right?:)

  17. shayna says

    March 1, 2006 at 6:29 am

    I think in some ways I have grown so cold to death. I haven’t lost my parents… but I did lose my grandparents who practically raised me. I was by my grandmother’s side when she took her last breath. I have witnessed death close up… and it is never easy. I try to live in the moment… try to enjoy everyone around me… because we do never know… but if we did know everything life wouldn’t be as interesting…

    I’m sure this was a tough post to write… but you have touched so many with it. Goes to show you even if you write just a small bit… you still touch people with your writing. Love ya! 🙂

  18. Sar says

    March 1, 2006 at 10:11 am

    Sometimes pain from the past sneaks up and grabs you. That’s when it’s good have blogger buddies to give you pick me up *hugs*.

  19. trine says

    March 1, 2006 at 3:34 pm

    im so sorry pia, so long ago now and still the pain remains, right?

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