Quick Links
Resources
About myALZteam
Powered By
What Do (did) You Do On Anniversary Of A Loved One's Death?
I haven't been on here in mostly a year. Dad passed almost a year ago and I still struggle sometimes, mostly when I'm doing something or going somewhere that I typically did with Dad.
Coming up on the one year anniversary of his death and I'm trying to think of something to do that day. What have you done on the anniversary of the death of a loved one?
Dad has been gone 3 1/2 years now. I usually go to the photo/people album that my iPad makes. I go through the photos & remember the good & sad times. I cry, laugh, nap. I don’t live near where he is buried & my mom has sever Alzheimer’s. I’m the black sheep of the family, so I can’t really share with them. It works for me & I don’t really feel alone if I’m watching pix & memories.
My daughters and I get together on group face time (zoom would work) and light the candle that we had at his celebration of life. We share memories and eat ice cream which was Bob's favorite treat! I really wanted the girls to write down a memory each year and then I would make a book to share with the grand kids - the writing down has yet to happen!!! the more positive memories shared, the more the Alzhiemer's memories fade which is good. We should not be defined by our short comings!!!
I love that @A myALZteam Member. I'll ask my siblings but pretty sure I won't get a story even one year. I tried that when Dad was alive to help him relive fun times that he might have forgotten, and again when I was writing the eulogy -- to no avail. They would just tell me to use what I remembered. :-(
But, I could modify what you said and do my own, and share it with Mom, who is becoming forgetful too.
Did Any Of Your Loved Ones Become Rigid And Complain Of Pain When Being Washed Up Or Moved?
How Do You Ever Get Past The Guilt And Sadness Of Placement?
What Does Your Loved One Do When You Are Busy Doing Something Else?
Sign up for free!
Continue with Facebook
Sign up with your email
A myALZte...
