I received a card from my sister's friend from Australia yesterday . A card expressing words of kindness , comfort and hope. I think she only met Marisa once and I'm so touched by her effort to write to us. She took time to purchase a card, write and mail. I don't get cards often so this was nice.......Mazeed's godparents from Houston also emailed several times sharing their concern for us. They came down to visit Marisa and intermittently emails to ask of her well being so I think this came as shock for them because we just saw them end of last year. The thing is no one has ever claimed that they understood how it felt but they were there. In writing , in thoughts and in prayers. That's a lot!! So.... Thanks !!
I'm generally a person who stuck by Marisa and my family only. I don't do lunches, I don't go out hence practically zero socializing. Because of that I assumed that I had no friends because I hardly ever kept in touch with anyone. I had my reasons for doing so and it was necessary. But I was wrong, all the people who I crossed path with are so kind. The morning in the hospital , on the day Marisa passed away the phone kept buzzing with endless messages, whatsapp and calls which I couldn't reply. I apologize for that. A good school friend of mine who's sister in law is a doctor in the hospital actually popped by to check on us. In all that chaos it was comforting to know that a total stranger came by. She's such a lovely lady and I wished I could've met her in different circumstances.
Also when I was buying groceries and a lady approached me and asked me if I was Marhaini and took the time to chat with me and offered her condolences. I was touched. School friends are always checking on my well being. Friends of my children's and their parents are popping by with food just to have a chat with me . What was a pleasant surprise was my customers whom I've never met messaged me and some even popped by just to be there for me and share their stories. I'm not used to this but I'm touched that so many cares and thinks of me and my family. There are many good and kind people out there.
I really appreciate it because it gets a bit testing sometimes. Being alone at home reminds me a lot of the company that I've lost. My companion who listens to me all day without any complains or grumbles. My companion who loved me unconditionally. Apparently the doctor told me it'll take a while to get over the death of a child. Minimum 6 months and for some a lot longer . I'm not to sure if I really want to 'get over' her because she is what made me the person I am now. A better person in every way possible. What I realised most is how lucky I am to be surrounded by lovely thoughtful people that I'm fortunate enough to call friends, acquaintances and customers. And most of all to have had that beautiful memorable 18 years with her...........
I'm generally a person who stuck by Marisa and my family only. I don't do lunches, I don't go out hence practically zero socializing. Because of that I assumed that I had no friends because I hardly ever kept in touch with anyone. I had my reasons for doing so and it was necessary. But I was wrong, all the people who I crossed path with are so kind. The morning in the hospital , on the day Marisa passed away the phone kept buzzing with endless messages, whatsapp and calls which I couldn't reply. I apologize for that. A good school friend of mine who's sister in law is a doctor in the hospital actually popped by to check on us. In all that chaos it was comforting to know that a total stranger came by. She's such a lovely lady and I wished I could've met her in different circumstances.
Also when I was buying groceries and a lady approached me and asked me if I was Marhaini and took the time to chat with me and offered her condolences. I was touched. School friends are always checking on my well being. Friends of my children's and their parents are popping by with food just to have a chat with me . What was a pleasant surprise was my customers whom I've never met messaged me and some even popped by just to be there for me and share their stories. I'm not used to this but I'm touched that so many cares and thinks of me and my family. There are many good and kind people out there.
I really appreciate it because it gets a bit testing sometimes. Being alone at home reminds me a lot of the company that I've lost. My companion who listens to me all day without any complains or grumbles. My companion who loved me unconditionally. Apparently the doctor told me it'll take a while to get over the death of a child. Minimum 6 months and for some a lot longer . I'm not to sure if I really want to 'get over' her because she is what made me the person I am now. A better person in every way possible. What I realised most is how lucky I am to be surrounded by lovely thoughtful people that I'm fortunate enough to call friends, acquaintances and customers. And most of all to have had that beautiful memorable 18 years with her...........