Lorna was quite young when her mother died, and I think she's blocked out some of the memories. I talked to her a little bit about that, but I wasn't prepared to go around and poke and hurt her.
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She was a great lady. We raised three boys, were together as long as she lived, and now she's passed on.
I remember the day my mother died, and it's still hard to talk about it. I just blocked it out.
I just cleared the slate and thought of her as a mother and went from there.
I didn't write about my mother much in the third year after she died. I was still trying to get my argument straight: When her friends or our relatives wondered why I was still so hard on her, I could really lay out the case for what it had been like to be raised by someone who had loathed herself, her husband, even her own name.
My grandfather died when I was 12, but I remember the sorrow of my mother. Even now, she's an old lady, but when she speaks about her father, she looks young. A love like that is undefeated, you know?
My mother killed herself when I was 12. I won't complete that relationship. But I can try to understand her.
My father and I are friends and my mother and I don't speak. It's a bummer. I miss her.
When I was a child I had a best friend who lived across the road from me. When her mother died unexpectedly it was like losing a member of my own family. I think I am still affected by the memory of that loss.
During my grief, I realised there was nothing I could do for my mother, but I did have a child.
I didn't start grieving for my mother properly until I was maybe 16.
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