Tuesday, September 11, 2007

2001

My mother died in March; the world erupted in September. Nothing will ever be the same.

14 comments:

Leena said...

But I decided to take Kiki by phone call just before those horrible news.
We were in the summer place and I called to my daughter, what I have done, but she said: Put TV on, NOW!

And nothing is same in people`s mind, that is true !

Sandi @the WhistleStop Cafe said...

I felt compelled to post THE song today. We all remember 'when the world stopped turning'.
I also remember the day my mom died~ I think that day the world shifted axis. It was a long while before I noticed that it had continued to spin.

Mouse said...

The world is constantly changing as the earth circles the sun.

Some things hit us like a blow to the stomach, making us reel with the force of their impact on us.

Other things pass by unnoticed...

The falling of the last leaf from a wintry tree...
The final flutter of a butterfly's wings...

Change is continual and affects each and everyone of us to some degree or another

And we can never bathe in the same river twice

Ex-Shammickite said...

The world definitely changed that day, and not for the better. But life goes on, and the sun is still shining. And there is still happiness and generosity and love and kindness in the world, and hopefully there's more good things in our lives than evil.

carolyn said...

I think the first time I visited here you mentioned your Mother's death, you obviously miss her very much. Mine too died in September, 3 years ago, something that I never really talk about. It was all such a strange experience a group of adults, an odd dysfuncional family, trapped together in a house in the woods in Virginia for a fortnight just waiting for their Mother to die.(I don't mean that unkindly it's just that was the way it was). The only contact with the outside world , visits from the hospice nurses twice a day. At the end it was hard to feel sorrow for death was nothing short of a mercy. The loss wasn't so great for me either, she lived on the other side of the Atlantic and her absence is only occasionally felt, in fact I'm not entirely sure that there is an absence at all for I often feel as if she is closer than she was when she still lived. Someone once told me that our loved ones live on in our hearts and perhaps that is true.

Britt-Arnhild said...

Nothing will ever be the same, but the world must always go on.

lettuce said...

oh tut tut.

lorenzothellama said...

Tut-Tut: My little Mum died a year and a half ago and never a day goes past without me thinking about and missing her dreadfully.

How is your friend? Every week I light a candle for her even though I don't know her name. I am going on holiday tomorrow for two weeks, to Turkey. Hope to do lots of sailing.

Be in touch when I get back.

Love Lorenzo. xx

MotherPie said...

Hope you are feeling better. I'm blessed to have both parents still living. It keeps my own death further out. I love having them here.

Yes, your world changed significantly in 2001.

tongue in cheek said...

Losing one's parent must feel like the earth slipping away from one's feet.

Sonia said...

I am sorry, Tut-Tut. I miss my mother too, she died in September 1997.

Thanks for your visiting and nice comment on my blog!

Leena said...

Greetings from Lahti.
I have still doing my trip to home, but slowly :)
Tomorrow I will be back in Joensuu.
But how are you! Is everything well, I hope so.

carolyn said...

Hello my friend, I hope that all is well with you and your family. Have you all recovered from your colds now? Hope everything is okay with you, I'm missing your posts.

Linda said...

I was in Paris when it happened and felt so alone. You are right-the world will never be the same again.