FFJ’s mom died yesterday. She had been suffering from some sort of autonomic disease with a long name that I can’t remember. I’m finding it incredibly hard to write because I have fallen under the spell of Darryl Hall’s glorious mullet on VH1 Classics. It’s mesmerizing. (also his eyebrows are more groomed than mine)
FFJ called me today to tell me about her mom’s passing and we talked for awhile. I was surprised to learn that her mom had passed so quickly. When FFJ had called Wednesday night to tell me about her mom being admitted to the hospital for pneumonia, she sounded positive that her mom would be home before the end of the week.
As I listened to FFJ talk about her mom’s passing and the events that had since transpired, all I could mutter was “I’m sorry.” “I’m so sorry.” “I really am sorry.”
Finally after about 30 minutes of her talking and me saying “I’m sorry,” I’d had enough.
“I’m sorry is like the lamest thing ever,” I said.
“I know,” FFJ said.
“We need to come up with another appropriate phrase for people to say when someone dies.”
“We’ll work on that next,” she said.
The thing that sucks is that I am sorry and saddened for her lost. FFJ is, of course, handling this with her typical class and grace. I’m sure her mom is so proud.
Sorry FFJ 🙁 I’m thinking about you!
As one who has gone through losing both my parents, I can say that “I’m sorry” isn’t as bad as you think it is. People never know what to say and there is a constant barrage of food and “are you OK”s – “I’m sorry” is a nice (if bland) way to say I’m thinking of you but I don’t know what to say. The best thing you can do is just be there for her. You don’t have to say a word.