My mother, Julie Lavon Hobbs Hatch, passed away on December 10th, 2017. Since then, all of my family have experienced some measure of grief, and in some cases, loneliness. None have felt it more than my father.
I don’t know how to comfort a grieving parent, especially living so far away. I call. I talk. I listen. I talk about normal things, like school and work. I talk about unusual things, like the need to hire a nanny, or having no one to talk to, etc. These are things I never would have considered to be an issue in our family.
Each family member has grieved to a different level. I think the grieving is much easier for the older, married children. We have moved away. Mom is gone, but nothing to much has changed from our daily lives. At most, we don’t get to talk to mom on the phone 3-4 times a week, like we used to. We notice the biggest difference when Dad visits, or when we visit home. That is when we are the saddest. That is when we miss mom’s presence. We miss her because that is where she should be.
My father, on the other hand, has had his day-to-day activities completely impacted. He doesn’t go home for lunch anymore. He sleeps alone. He doesn’t have 2 AM cereal trips to make.
Dad’s complete life has changed. I can’t imagine what that would be like. I’m extremely happy to have a wife. I love her for comforting me when sad, for being happy with me, for sharing a life with me.
All in all, I love me mom. I’m sad to see her go. I’m excited for the Resurrection.
If you would like to read more about Mom’s journey, please read my Dad’s blog here: https://torunandplay.wordpress.com