How surreal

RetiredATLATC

RetiredATLATC

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One minute I'm bitching about missed meals and the vitrues of Qatar.

The next minute I'm back in Baghdad after an amazing trip to Germany to visit the wife.

I awoke this afternoon prior to my mid shift to the news that my mother has passed away, on her birthday, after a very brief fight with esophageal cancer.

I'm back on a flight again, but this time for a fast and furious trip through Doha and then ATL for her funeral.

Sometimes I, we, bitch and care about the wrong things.
 
Sorry about your loss.

It's amazing what seems like a big deal at the time really is insignificant when an event like this has to, unfortunately, put it in perspective.
 
A80TRACON said:
One minute I'm bitching about missed meals and the vitrues of Qatar.

The next minute I'm back in Baghdad after an amazing trip to Germany to visit the wife.

I awoke this afternoon prior to my mid shift to the news that my mother has passed away, on her birthday, after a very brief fight with esophageal cancer.

I'm back on a flight again, but this time for a fast and furious trip through Doha and then ATL for her funeral.

Sometimes I, we, bitch and care about the wrong things.
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My condolences to you and the rest of your family, no matter how old you are, or how old your mother is, or whether her passing is unexpected or not, things just seem profoundly different after losing the woman who has had the most influence on your life.
 
A80TRACON said:
One minute I'm bitching about missed meals and the vitrues of Qatar.

The next minute I'm back in Baghdad after an amazing trip to Germany to visit the wife.

I awoke this afternoon prior to my mid shift to the news that my mother has passed away, on her birthday, after a very brief fight with esophageal cancer.

I'm back on a flight again, but this time for a fast and furious trip through Doha and then ATL for her funeral.

Sometimes I, we, bitch and care about the wrong things.
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I'm sorry for your loss. She's not in pain anymore, and I'll bet she was proud of you. All that controlling boils down to safe travel for folks to do what matters most, just as you're traveling now.
 
Sorry for your loss! No words can ever heal a loss like that. Just remember the good times. Wishing you and your family peace in this time of need.
 
Sorry for your loss. I definitely know what you're going through. I lost my mom almost 14 years ago.....just two months after my 16th birthday. Lost my dad last year as well. Losing a parent is probably the worst thing a person can experience.

It's tough for sure. Hang in there.
 
I am so sorry for your loss. It puts things in perspective, but I hope that the good memories of her bring you comfort during this horrible chapter. Keeping you and your family in my thoughts.
 
Cptnchia said:
Because I've done both and unless you have too, I submit you don't have the basis to make any judgement call on the matter.



Unfortunately, yes I have.
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And I still stand by my original statement that no life of a person I love should be judged comparitivley. Maybe that's okay for you, but it isn't for me. By the way, you're the one who quoted my post looking for an argument. Shame on you for trying to turn a person's desire for comfort in a difficult time into a wee-wee measuring contest.
 
People die, every day. Children. Parents. Friends. Strangers.

Illness. Genetics. Accidents. Carelessness. Thoughtlessness.

I've known both child and parent, personally. Taken strangers from car accidents, fires and suicide. No death is a good one, and they each leave scars on the heart of our lives. Every single one of them is to be mourned, honored and cherished - equally.

 
A80TRACON said:
One minute I'm bitching about missed meals and the vitrues of Qatar.

The next minute I'm back in Baghdad after an amazing trip to Germany to visit the wife.

I awoke this afternoon prior to my mid shift to the news that my mother has passed away, on her birthday, after a very brief fight with esophageal cancer.

I'm back on a flight again, but this time for a fast and furious trip through Doha and then ATL for her funeral.

Sometimes I, we, bitch and care about the wrong things.
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I am truly sorry that you lost your Mom. I too have lost both of my parents and there's hardly a day that passes that I don't think of one of them or both of them. What you will never lose are all the things she taught you, showed you and shared with you. You'll never lose your memory for all the moments you shared, the things you did together and the love she had for you that you will carry in your heart forever. In that way, the most important parts of your Mom, her essence, her soul and her spirit are still alive and still with you. Share your feelings about your Mom with others, honor her the best that you can and be the person that she loved.

Reach out if you need to........we're here for you.

 
Apophis said:
And I still stand by my original statement that no life of a person I love should be judged comparitivley. Maybe that's okay for you, but it isn't for me. By the way, you're the one who quoted my post looking for an argument. Shame on you for trying to turn a person's desire for comfort in a difficult time into a wee-wee measuring contest.
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You're the one who wants to argue based on nothing more than opinion. I'm just telling you what it's like to bury a parent and child. Your opinion is nothing more then just like the people who like to offer parenting advice to people even though they don't have kids of their own.

I truly hope you never have to face the pain of burying a child. I know everything seems bright and shiny at your age, one day you might understand looking back down a long road.

For A80, I am sorry for your loss. May your family provide the love and assuage your grief and pain.
 
The heartache is unique to each individual. There is no contest here with a "winner."

Many of us have buried a child, untimely, and parents, too.

Death is death. Forever. Unchanging. It impacts every one of us at some point.

Each of our experience, and feeling, is unique, but there is much which is in common.

I lost a child first, my father second. There isn't a razor's edge of difference to me. I've taken children dead from fires and buried them, been punched in the face by a grieving father, taken down hanging suicides, removed broken grandparents from the twisted metal of car wrecks.

• dead is • dead.

No one wins ... child, parent, grandparent or stranger.

I'm sorry for your grief, but many of us know it.
 
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