Category: Comforting Thoughts

  • Can You Dream Again?

    Can You Dream Again?

    After Richard’s death Paula Fangman from our church gave us a copy of Healing After Loss – Daily Meditations for Working Through Grief by Martha Whitmore Hickman. Paula found this book helpful after her husband passed away.

    It contains some inspiring quotes and a short reading for each day of the year.

    The entry for October 23 caught my attention. I hope they don’t mind if I steal it here:

    “Why not” is a slogan for an interesting life. – Mason Cooley

    At first our energy is absorbed in doing the necessary things — making arrangements, speaking with those who come to console us. After the immediate hubbub is over, we are probably exhausted. Then, when some strength to do “optional things” begins to come back, we probably return to our conventional patterns and activites, glad for the security of “the usual.”

    But our life has changed now, with the event of this loss. Perhaps it is time to take the energy we poured into that relationship (and often there was a lot of physical care) and turn to some new thing. Think of it. Let your imagination wander; poke around in the attic of your mind, where you’ve stashed away some dreams. What New Thing might you want to try?

    Do you dare? Why not? Think of your loved one as blessing your effort, smiling through the veil that separates life from death, cheering you on — “Go ahead. Give it a try. I dare you. You know I’d love to have you succeed. And you may. This is the time!”

    I will appropriate my loved one’s courage, and blessing, and dare a New Thing.

    Since Richard’s death I’ve felt a great sense of being lost. Not knowing what my life is about anymore.

    Maybe finding something new would be a step out of that lost feeling.

    I’ve spent more than 30 years working in manufacturing. I think that’s about long enough. So for me, the “New Thing” will be a business of my own. I’ve studied marketing and using the Internet for business for a long time. I’ve helped some local business people take their business online. But mostly I’ve just dreamed about it. Maybe it’s time to do it for real.

    Being a scatter brain by nature and having the 24 hour Richard channel playing in my head all the time, I find it hard to concentrate. So it will be a struggle.

    Maybe you don’t want to start a business.

    Perhaps you’d like to learn a new language. Or take up photography. Or learn to play a musical instrument. Perhaps paint some pictures or write that book.

    What ever your “New Thing” is, maybe after the pain becomes less intense, you will  go for it.

    It can’t hurt.

  • Happiness by the Books

    Happiness by the Books

    As grieving parents we tend to notice – even concentrate – on one thing ; our grief.

    That’s something we can’t avoid for a long time after our child has passed away. It just keeps jumping up and smacking us in the face.

    But at some point we all need to find a way out of that hole. We need to seek happiness.

    I’ll be the first to admit I have no idea what that looks like now. I know it will take a completely different form than we’ve known in the past. I’m not sure how to get there from here.

    On her Abundance Blog, Marelisa Fábrega has posted a list of books about happiness.  27 books in fact.

    Maybe this list will provide a place to begin the search for our new happiness.

  • The Smile Challenge

    The Smile Challenge

    Dr Seuss quote
    Click the image for a full size version.

    Richard was a Dr. Seuss fan. He had all his children’s books. And he demanded they be protected from visiting small children.

    So I thought this image and the up lifting  message it presents would be a good choice for grieving parents.

    It’s a tough goal. Sometime we can make it, sometime we can’t get there.

    You can download the full size wallpaper image by clicking the link below:

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  • Getting Away From It All

    Getting Away From It All

    Debbie had to go to a conference for her job this past week. It was at Lake Barkley State Resort Park. We decided to turn it into a get away from it all mini-vacation. So I took several days off from work and tagged along.

    It was a pretty low key conference, with plenty of down time.

    This gave us a chance to enjoy the park and just spend some time alone together.

    The weather was nice. Just slightly crisp air. Great for hiking in the woods.

    Our lodge room had a balcony looking out on the lake. Pelicans performed for us on the water and squirrels played in the tree beside the balcony.

    On our second day Debbie had the afternoon off. We went for a hike on the trails around the lake. There is something about being out in the woods that’s healing. The leaves crunching under foot, the woodsy smell, the sun and the trees have a spiritual feel.

    Debbie, and a nice fall day in the woods. Great combination.
    Debbie, and a nice fall day in the woods. A great combination.

    Just getting away from the day-to-day routine was comforting. It’s so hard just to function on a daily basis. Seems like we’re always walking on the edge. Any little thing can push us over.

    The state resort parks have great dining rooms. So we didn’t even have to think about what to do for food. We had time to just rest and recharge.

    The overwhelming weight of grief lifted just a little.

    On the way back home we stopped at the famous Patti’s 1880’s Settlement for lunch. Famous for their bread baked and served in flower pots and 2 inch pork chops; the service and food were great. For desert we had Bill’s Boatsinker Pie. Chocolate in the extreme.

    And we all know about the healing powers of chocolate.

  • Farewell Letter

    Farewell Letter

    The day before Richard’s funeral we had a visitation at the funeral home.

    I wrote a letter to our guests. We framed it and displayed it next to the guest book along with a picture of Richard.

    Many people asked me for a copy of that letter. For the life of me, I can’t imagine why.

    But I’m posting the letter here:

    Dear Family and Friends,

    Yes, this is the saddest time we’ve ever known. Our hearts are broken. You will no doubt see us cry. We find the strangest little things can get the tears flowing – like a piece of country ham from Carriss’ Grocery.

    But we are not here to mourn.

    Since learning of Richard’s death on Thursday night we have spent many hours going through pictures. In all the albums and boxes of pictures, it is hard to find images of Richard without a smile – his first haircut being a rare exception.

    There is a country song with the lyrics, “I wanta keep running, till the sands run out.” That was Richard’s life. As an infant he would often run and laugh in his sleep – those fat little legs just going like crazy. He never stopped until the end.

    Richard grabbed the joy from life and shared it with the rest of us. He loved to laugh and smile and experience life. And if he found us taking ourselves or life too seriously, he would tease and laugh at us and keep us straight.

    We can no longer show you our beautiful son. We have gathered a few of the things he loved and was proud of to share with you. And the pictures. We hope his smile will bring you the same joy it has brought us. The joy it will bring us until we join him when our sands run out.

    The pain is so intense because the joy was so large.

    Over the past three years Richard faced many heavy blows. He never changed. His smile never faded. In the end his illness conquered his body. But his spirit was never dented.

    So please help us celebrate Richard’s life. He packed a lot into 22 years. While much too short  it was…

    A life well lived.

    Remembering the joy,
    Joe and Debbie Mudd