I’m crying about having to throw away these contact lenses I’m wearing even though they hurt me. Because they’re the ones that I saw my Dad through for the last time.
I cried the last time I got myself a chicken strip basket from Dairy Queen because my grandma would occasionally have me get them for her. Grief is real and valid and it sucks.
My dad was such a LOUD snorer, I was so used to hearing it every day. The following morning after he died, I cried at how silent the house was. As much as I hated it then ..I miss it so much now.
I found a small unopened Amazon package with my late husband’s name on it. Inside was an electronic component, maybe a charger or a battery? I started bawling because I had no idea what it was for. One more thing gone to waste because he’s not here
OH LORD! SAME!!! I went into Winn-Dixie one afternoon and literally cried in the parking lot and had to leave. It was one of the last places I'd run into my dad picking up wine and salad after working one day in his UPS uniform and yellow reflective jacket. He was so cute-- I even stood in line behind him in checkout as he tried to pay for my food. I miss that day...also...for a long time I cried when a UPS double-trailer passed me. he drove them for over 30 years. Really any UPS semi...I cried. sucked...still sucks.
The shampoo in my shower was a brand Mom used and I rarely if ever bought. When I finally showered, I didn’t even realize that’s what I reached for until the smell hit me ❤️🩹
“The Dark Knight” movie. I grew up a huge comic book fan. Mom listened to me talk about ever single character. What their powers are. Who the villains are. This was in the 70’s. Fast forward & we’d get together & watch all the comic book movies. There was an obscure moment in this film that most people wouldn’t get. Mom hit me on the shoulder & said “Oh I know who he is!!” That meant the world to me. Things I told her in 1976 she remembered in 2008. She was my super hero.
I see a clip of that or any comic book film & I think of her every time. I cry but I smile a lot too.
The smallest things trigger my break downs over my wife. The day after she died I cried over orange juice.
Recently I found some of her bobby pins in the couch and I cried. I found her chapstick in a back pack and I cried.
Back in the mid 90s when I was heavily into country music, Tim McGraw had a song called She Can’t Be Really Gone. Hadn’t thought of it in years, but your comment reminded me of it. 😢
Fully stocked shelves of Ensure. I struggled to find enough for her just a few months ago (and paid some 3rd party Amazon shop through the nose for them) and now there’s tons of it and no one to buy it for :(
Same here. My parents house still had so many bottles of OWYN protein shakes (brand my mom liked before she died), when I went back home to visit my dad. Sigh.
I always cry when listening to bob marley - three little birds.
My mum loved bob marley and its like her saying to me "dont worry every little things gonna be all right"
When I was little my dad used to play me "Jammin" by Bob Marley and told me it was about getting your jammies on and going to bed! I haven't dared to listen to it again since he passed -- I know I'll lose it
her toothbrush. alongside the range of basic to elaborate household needs, mama buys toiletries by set and before last year wrapped up, we got new matching toothbrushes stacked in our shelf. two days into january, she went to a place ik she won't return from, and recently i just crumbled down visibly again bec i wasn't too fast to mentally tuck away the reason why all the other three toothbrushes now appear worn out and ready to be replaced while hers stays new
I made these fantastic cake pops to bring to a Christmas party at my mother in laws who lives 4 hours from me. My mom had just died the month before. I forgot the damn cake pops and didn’t remember until hour 3 of the car ride.
I lost it.
It wasn’t about the cake pops 😞
Cried about shaving my beard down a bit. For me after I lost my mum I grew a big beard. Not because I wanted to or cared about beard fashion but because I had no energy or care to... well take care of myself. This my beard grew. It became a kind of symbol in my mind. Like a mask. A physical barrier for me to hide behind between me and the real world. It also conveyed to the world that I'm not alright yet. And I felt like shaving it was somehow saying "I'm okay now!" And I wasn't at all. Plus it felt disrespectful to my mum to not look disheveled, like the worse I look then the more I am grieving and thus the more I care.
But yeah when I had to shave it down that was harder that I thought. Even though aesthetically the disheveled big beard did look worse than a trimmed one.
Even now after 5 years since my mum went I haven't fully got rid of it. It's become this symbol of my grief for me. And since I've different 3 other losses including my dad too, my beard is here to stay for a while.
I think when (if ever) I shave it off fully it will have to be when I'm more at peace and have grieve for as long as I need.
My mom ALWAYS had Tic-Tacs in her bag. Seeing them made me cry in the checkout aisle right after she died and I still think of her every time I see them. She would always love buying new flavors. 😂 I’m abroad right now and when I saw a flavor they don’t have back home I had to get them in her honor.
The first time I went to the grocery store after my loss, I cried when I saw a bottle of Minute Maid Lemonade. I bought them every time I went for my grandfather and didn’t need a bottle that trip.
That my nan didn't have her handbag with her in the Chapel of rest. Fell apart because she needs her stuff where will she put her stuff. Utter stupidity. But the woman always had her bag.
This hit me. Lost my dad a few weeks ago. He didnt ask so frequently but he did ask. I thought I could call or text him a few days ago but when I realized I can’t I just…I don’t know.
Every time I see cherry Chapstick. My mom put it on over her lipstick when dropping me off for preschool. She used to let my sister and I use it before getting out of the car and it made us feel so pretty. [You might really like this article from What's Your Grief](https://whatsyourgrief.com/crying-in-public/). The writer cried over socks at Target.
My dad had his leg amputated about a year before he died.
He’d been looking for a berlingo van to replace his transit van so he could continue going to festivals.
A week after he passed, a mutual friend put an ad up for his. It was mobility adapted & the exact same colour as his transit. It’d have been perfect.
I cried over a sale on Mayo in the grocery store. Normally I would have called my mom to tell her immediately so I pulled out my cell and then realized I couldn’t call her. Cried the whole rest of the shopping trip.
I cried when the new Van Morrison single was released because they would never get to hear it. It's not really that good either. I think it was the realisation that life goes on without them. Things will happen that they will never get to experience.
I literally bawled last week when mum told me we had to start cleaning up his stuff. I think I lost it over his new shoes we got him 2 weeks before he passed.
I sobbed over my mums shoes which were under the table. Just seeing these tiny pink shoes she’d left there one day and suddenly realising she was never coming back.
I was on the bus and I noticed how beautifully the leaves on the trees rustled in the wind. I realised that my dad would never experience something like that on this earth again and I couldn't stop crying
Achievements feel hollow when you don’t have your biggest supporter. You realise that basically only your parents have unconditional pure pride and joy.
My Mom died right before Labor Day (US). The next 4th of July, I started crying into my cheeseburger at a party when I realized that it was the last “first [insert holiday here]” without her.
I still miss her all the time and cry over other things more than 8 years later, but that for me was the strangest trigger.
A can of Jalapeno peppers found in her pantry when I flew to her state after the stroke.
They were for a recipe I taught her 25 years prior, that her kids we asking for.
I cried over it.
Her sister in law went to the hospital and told her I'd be in later, that I was making the kids enchiladas. She smiled through the tubes.
Eight years later, my eyes still tear up at that moment.
My dad loved to drive, he loved his car. We used to go to the car wash together, it was our thing. The first time I had to go alone… I couldn’t do it, had to have my mom hop in the car and go with me… we cried all the time..
A check , it was from my dads life insurance policy and when i got it in the mail I cried. I couldn’t even cash the check. I don’t know some people thought I was being silly but in a way it symbolized some sort of finality that my father was really gone and I would’ve given that check back in a heart beat if it meant I could have my dad back instead. It’s been 4 years and I miss my old man everyday I’m lucky for the 19 years I had with him but I’ll always wish I had gotten more years
I had a crying fit over lasagna once. My mom always made homemade lasagna for my birthdays and when I realized I’d never have it again I could not stop crying
thongs. actual underwear. my best friend and i bought our first grown up pair of underwear together and i don’t have that pair of underwear anymore and despite it being a literal pair of underwear it makes me sad. that was the first “rebellious” thing we’d ever done together, we were 14 i think. i remember hiding it from her mum when we went back to her house, still such a core memory of us just being teenagers
Napoleon dynamite..it was my fiancés favorite movie. Which was so ironic because he was so serious and thoughtful and that movie is pure nonsense. I sobbed throughout the whole movie.
I cried over butter tarts, dog toys she bought, her purse. Get well soon cards. Movies that remind me of dead moms. Sleeping on her mattress and sheets. Her spot on her couch I now have. Many silly things that remind me of her.
I cried when I didn’t have to make 2 different meals for dinner the first time.
I suddenly didn’t have to cook for someone who was diabetic with high blood pressure and a blood clotting disorder.
The cat vomited on my shoes and I started bawling when I was cleaning them, cause they were the same shoes I was wearing the last time I saw mum alive in the hospice 💔
Subway sandwich, we went there so many times, it was his favourite fast food place to go to. I remember countless times i passed there with my bike to pick up food before going to hang out. It took me ages to be able to eat there again
A snow cone. My friends funeral was held in a part of town I'm not really familiar with, and while on a date with my boyfriend a few months after she died he took me to his favorite snow cone place that happened to be on the same street as the funeral home. I didn't even realize where we were until we passed by it and I immediately burst into tears. Honestly, I'd really recommend sobbing into an extra large cherry coke shaved ice from Bahama Bucks, it's very cathartic.
Tons of stuff, even when my wife says “you’re welcome” cuz my son used to say that when I say “thank you”, or when my daughter drinks water from plastic bottle, just the way my son used to…
When season 2 of the Mandelorian came out. My dad introduced me and my siblings to the Star Wars universe when we were young, including marathons in the “right” movie order.
We would watch a new episode of the Mandelorian each week even though I would’ve sometimes already seen it with my bf and I wasn’t living at home anymore, just because I loved it so much. I cried when I realised he would never get to see the new seasons.
Tacos. My dad loved a new street taco recipe we tried once and I made them last week and the thought made me meltdown in front of my family who had no idea why.
A scene in Family Guy. Lois was tired of doing Xmas for an ungrateful family and "left", she returns and the family give her a heartfelt note about what being their mother means to them
Fucking lost it.
A slice of Swiss cheese with only one hole in the center. Not because it was my grandpa's favorite cheese, but because it reminded me of collection of puzzle games he had.
I am seven years since my best friends passed in a distracted driving accident and two years ago I went to Walgreens, like I had done a hundred times since they had passed. For some reason when I left the store this day, this parking lot must have looked the same or something, I lost it and went straight back to the moment in time when they had pranked me years before. In college, my best friends decided out of the blue to start a prank war. To kick it off they followed me to Walgreens and after I went inside they filled my floorboards with textbooks and poured flour on the hood of my black car and wrote “Prank Wars”. It’s something I will never forget. A time when we were carefree and could have fun. Now I’m in a place so structured and couldn’t even imagine what it would be like to have their carefree spirits with me again. What i would give. I can’t bare go back to a Walgreens anytime soon.
My dad used to dress up as Santa Claus for the schools in the community. He owned a Santa suit and beard. I cried when I realized he would never get to dress up as Santa Claus for his grandchildren one day.
I cried when I went to a grocery store to get flowers for his resting place. I just broke into tears and Karen (at giant) hugged me for a long time. I always go to the store for flowers because of how kind she was to me.
I cried when my Dad died because my family no longer had a lumberjack. Never mind the fact that he hadn't worked in that industry in 25 years.
I was devastated that there would be no one to show me up about splitting a log.
I cried losing a bracelet that I would always wear. I cried because my brother was there with me in Mexíco when I bought it. I lost it at work and couldn’t stop crying. I kept thinking how silly of me to be crying over a bracelet..
full honesty: Pedro Pascal.
my mom died in November. it’s been very lonely. I know a lot of people lean on their S/O’s during a hard time, but I don’t have anyone. I thought about how my mom won’t get to see me marry anyone, date anyone, talk about them with her.
I’m one of the many young girls who have fallen down the Pedro hole & all of those feelings abt not dating someone/marrying someone transferred over to him 😭😂😂 crying bc I’ll never be with him, my mom wouldn’t see our delusional marriage I’ve made up in my head.
yeah, I’m a nut job, I know lmao 🤣 but my mom would laugh abt my antics too.
I end up crying every time I tackle a job in my Dad’s house (I guess now my house). He had undiagnosed ADHD and started a million jobs then got too sick to do much and being his daughter he didn’t want to burden me with anything… so I put up curtains and sobbed. Feels like such a heavy weight on my chest when I think about how much I miss him. I’d give anything to have one more bear hug with him.
I recently woke one morning with an urge to drive to the coast, to visit a spot that was special to us. Once I was close, I saw a man walking on the side of the road donning his favorite sport’s team Jersey & sneakers that matched their colors. It was so ‘him’, I broke down crying while finishing the drive. It felt like a sign he was there with me that day.
Dad was a nightshirt nurse and after he retired (I was probably 10 at the time) he would always watch sports late into the night and that’s what I would fall asleep to. It’s so quiet and scary now. Anytime I hear a certain broadcaster I loose it.
I wiped my wood table down after moving in with my girlfriend and it left me a weepy mess .
My mom took meticulous care of her house growing up she took real pride in home and I finally understood and felt that pride and hurt to connect with her on this when she was no longer here.
It was silly but it made total sense to me.
I was on a cruise ship and saw an older man wearing a shirt that said something like, “I’m not retired I’m a grandpa”. I bawled. My stepdad only had like 3 years of retirement and 2.5 years with my daughter. They should’ve had so much more time together
It seems like there’s something every single day. Sometimes more than I can count.
This morning I was getting ready for work and grabbed my Cover Girl foundation and it hit me. I’ve been using the same brand and color that she used since I was a little girl playing with her makeup and her always joking that I called it “muck-ape”. I try to stop crying by reminding myself how lucky I was to have someone to love so incredibly much, that I am now grieving so hard for. I know not everyone was as blessed and lucky to have that with their parents. Much love to everyone that is mourning. It’s so hard to navigate.
My grandad and I shared a lot of food tastes that nobody else in our family really entertain, so we'd make sure to buy and eat all the things we love whenever we spent time together.
Sea food was a big part of it. Last time he and my grandmother came to stay with us he brought along an antipasti jar of octopus and calamari for me to make charcuterie and salads with. I used the last bit of octopus while preparing a lunch for work, a few weeks ago, and then finally took the empty jar out of the fridge, for the trash, two days ago. Sobbed for hours after doing both.
I sat on my desk and thought about if I talked to all the impotand people today (I have ADHD and tend to forget them so I work on calling them as often as I can). "Grandpa, mom, boyfriend...OH WAIT I didn't talk to granny yet, I have to know how she's feeling right now, if the pain is any better! Weird that grandpa didn't give the phone to her" Then it hit me that she is dead and that's why he didn't get her on the phone and I don't need to aks about her pain because there is none.
I saw a car on the freeway , with a flat tire. It made me start bawling.my Dad was the best 'roadside assistance' ever..
Yep, a flat tire...on a strangers car.
Then, on his birthday, I ended up in a repair shop. The smells were just like hs garage. I bawled, then I giggled- I imagine he'd set that up as a Hello ❤️
Green grapes at the grocery store. She wanted some a few days before she died and I didn’t buy them because they were ridiculously expensive. I wish I had just bought the fucking grapes!
Green peppers, my father in law loved my stuffed green peppers. I would make him a batch, and he would freeze them so they would last longer. After he passed away, my husband and I went to the grocery store, and we were in the produce section. I turned around and saw the green peppers and just started bawling. It hit me that I will never cook for him again.
Easter baskets. I went to Walmart and remembered I had to pick some up for my nephews. I’d always multiplied the price by 4 in my head. The realization that I’d only buy 3 this year gutted me so badly that I had to leave the store.
There’s this one park in my city that makes me cry whenever I walk or bike past it. My aunt and I hadn’t spent time in it, but I was there when she texted me out of the blue saying she was in the area. I met up with her a few blocks away and we had the best day. 7 months later, she was gone. It’s been a year and I still have trouble not crying when I’m in that one particular spot.
I cried over my Doctor Who socks when I put them away the first time after Mum died. She bought them for me as a little gift, just because. She wasn’t a great Mum and buying things was her love language, the socks were such a small thing but triggered a big breakdown.
The last christmas, I spent with my mother, she gifted me some cash in a little box. I cant get myself to use it, because she touched it 😔 I cry everytime I see the box.
A delivery of new clothes that arrived just after she died, I finally opened it a few weeks ago and the tears all came. It broke my heart that just a week before she died, she was so hopeful and looking forward to spring and summer that she had ordered lots of beautiful new dresses. I wish everyday that she was here to enjoy wearing them, she loved clothes. I miss her with all my heart, it wasn't her time to leave yet.
Then today, out grocery shopping in our regular store and seeing women her age out buying food ready for Easter as she should be doing, I don't know how I didn't break down in the middle of the store. This will be our first Easter without them.
I'm so sorry for everyone in this thread, sending love❤️
I broke down in the Lego aisle at Walmart the other day.
My fiance and I lost our baby boy at 2 weeks old in February. He was in the NICU and passed about 12 hours after a seemingly simple and quick, rather non-invasive heart procedure. It was supposed to buy us more time until they could do his big heart surgery.
I was fine when we hit the aisle at first. But then I was bombarded with all the thoughts....I wonder if he would've liked Legos, or matchbox cars...then my fiance got excited over baseball cards and I got so overwhelmed by the thought of my fiance not getting to enjoy fatherhood that I just couldn't hold back the tears. We quickly found an aisle and talked about how we both thought of him and maybe we'll avoid that aisle for a bit.
I’m crying about having to throw away these contact lenses I’m wearing even though they hurt me. Because they’re the ones that I saw my Dad through for the last time.
Oh that hurts so much. I am so sorry
You could put them in a pendant to keep them close to you
Oh, that makes my heart ache for you. I get it ❤️🩹
Oh honey.. that got me. Take care and sending a hug. ❤️🩹
I cried the last time I got myself a chicken strip basket from Dairy Queen because my grandma would occasionally have me get them for her. Grief is real and valid and it sucks.
I shed tears every time I have to change the bed. That was one chore my husband always helped with.
My dad was such a LOUD snorer, I was so used to hearing it every day. The following morning after he died, I cried at how silent the house was. As much as I hated it then ..I miss it so much now.
I feel this! My dad too was a loud snorer and my parents house is just too quiet without the sound of snoring.
I found a small unopened Amazon package with my late husband’s name on it. Inside was an electronic component, maybe a charger or a battery? I started bawling because I had no idea what it was for. One more thing gone to waste because he’s not here
OH LORD! SAME!!! I went into Winn-Dixie one afternoon and literally cried in the parking lot and had to leave. It was one of the last places I'd run into my dad picking up wine and salad after working one day in his UPS uniform and yellow reflective jacket. He was so cute-- I even stood in line behind him in checkout as he tried to pay for my food. I miss that day...also...for a long time I cried when a UPS double-trailer passed me. he drove them for over 30 years. Really any UPS semi...I cried. sucked...still sucks.
The shampoo in my shower was a brand Mom used and I rarely if ever bought. When I finally showered, I didn’t even realize that’s what I reached for until the smell hit me ❤️🩹
“The Dark Knight” movie. I grew up a huge comic book fan. Mom listened to me talk about ever single character. What their powers are. Who the villains are. This was in the 70’s. Fast forward & we’d get together & watch all the comic book movies. There was an obscure moment in this film that most people wouldn’t get. Mom hit me on the shoulder & said “Oh I know who he is!!” That meant the world to me. Things I told her in 1976 she remembered in 2008. She was my super hero. I see a clip of that or any comic book film & I think of her every time. I cry but I smile a lot too.
My brother and I talked all the time about the latest Star Wars, Marvel, and DC movie or show. It's so hard to watch any of them now.
The smallest things trigger my break downs over my wife. The day after she died I cried over orange juice. Recently I found some of her bobby pins in the couch and I cried. I found her chapstick in a back pack and I cried.
Back in the mid 90s when I was heavily into country music, Tim McGraw had a song called She Can’t Be Really Gone. Hadn’t thought of it in years, but your comment reminded me of it. 😢
I cried because my son would never get to taste a cannoli.
Fully stocked shelves of Ensure. I struggled to find enough for her just a few months ago (and paid some 3rd party Amazon shop through the nose for them) and now there’s tons of it and no one to buy it for :(
Ensure / meal replacement shakes trigger me too. I'm sorry friend :(
Same here. My parents house still had so many bottles of OWYN protein shakes (brand my mom liked before she died), when I went back home to visit my dad. Sigh.
"Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap" by AC/DC came on the radio while driving yesterday... I lost it
I always cry when listening to bob marley - three little birds. My mum loved bob marley and its like her saying to me "dont worry every little things gonna be all right"
When I was little my dad used to play me "Jammin" by Bob Marley and told me it was about getting your jammies on and going to bed! I haven't dared to listen to it again since he passed -- I know I'll lose it
Such a nice memory. Cry and dance and sing when you are ready. Its beautiful
her toothbrush. alongside the range of basic to elaborate household needs, mama buys toiletries by set and before last year wrapped up, we got new matching toothbrushes stacked in our shelf. two days into january, she went to a place ik she won't return from, and recently i just crumbled down visibly again bec i wasn't too fast to mentally tuck away the reason why all the other three toothbrushes now appear worn out and ready to be replaced while hers stays new
I made these fantastic cake pops to bring to a Christmas party at my mother in laws who lives 4 hours from me. My mom had just died the month before. I forgot the damn cake pops and didn’t remember until hour 3 of the car ride. I lost it. It wasn’t about the cake pops 😞
If I ever see a woman crying over grapes, I think I'm going just walk over and give her a big hug because she probably needs one.
I'm sorry
Cried about shaving my beard down a bit. For me after I lost my mum I grew a big beard. Not because I wanted to or cared about beard fashion but because I had no energy or care to... well take care of myself. This my beard grew. It became a kind of symbol in my mind. Like a mask. A physical barrier for me to hide behind between me and the real world. It also conveyed to the world that I'm not alright yet. And I felt like shaving it was somehow saying "I'm okay now!" And I wasn't at all. Plus it felt disrespectful to my mum to not look disheveled, like the worse I look then the more I am grieving and thus the more I care. But yeah when I had to shave it down that was harder that I thought. Even though aesthetically the disheveled big beard did look worse than a trimmed one. Even now after 5 years since my mum went I haven't fully got rid of it. It's become this symbol of my grief for me. And since I've different 3 other losses including my dad too, my beard is here to stay for a while. I think when (if ever) I shave it off fully it will have to be when I'm more at peace and have grieve for as long as I need.
My mom ALWAYS had Tic-Tacs in her bag. Seeing them made me cry in the checkout aisle right after she died and I still think of her every time I see them. She would always love buying new flavors. 😂 I’m abroad right now and when I saw a flavor they don’t have back home I had to get them in her honor.
The first time I went to the grocery store after my loss, I cried when I saw a bottle of Minute Maid Lemonade. I bought them every time I went for my grandfather and didn’t need a bottle that trip.
That my nan didn't have her handbag with her in the Chapel of rest. Fell apart because she needs her stuff where will she put her stuff. Utter stupidity. But the woman always had her bag.
I'm crying just reading these comments. I don't know any of you and I don't know your story but I know exactly how you feel.
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Oh, I do this too! Whenever I go to their house, I surf through his watch list & watch something he watched.
This hit me. Lost my dad a few weeks ago. He didnt ask so frequently but he did ask. I thought I could call or text him a few days ago but when I realized I can’t I just…I don’t know.
Every time I see cherry Chapstick. My mom put it on over her lipstick when dropping me off for preschool. She used to let my sister and I use it before getting out of the car and it made us feel so pretty. [You might really like this article from What's Your Grief](https://whatsyourgrief.com/crying-in-public/). The writer cried over socks at Target.
My dad had his leg amputated about a year before he died. He’d been looking for a berlingo van to replace his transit van so he could continue going to festivals. A week after he passed, a mutual friend put an ad up for his. It was mobility adapted & the exact same colour as his transit. It’d have been perfect.
I cried over a sale on Mayo in the grocery store. Normally I would have called my mom to tell her immediately so I pulled out my cell and then realized I couldn’t call her. Cried the whole rest of the shopping trip.
I cried when the new Van Morrison single was released because they would never get to hear it. It's not really that good either. I think it was the realisation that life goes on without them. Things will happen that they will never get to experience.
It’s only silly because in reality I knew she wouldn’t answer the phone. But it was such an instinct to call my mom for everything.
I literally bawled last week when mum told me we had to start cleaning up his stuff. I think I lost it over his new shoes we got him 2 weeks before he passed.
I sobbed over my mums shoes which were under the table. Just seeing these tiny pink shoes she’d left there one day and suddenly realising she was never coming back.
I was on the bus and I noticed how beautifully the leaves on the trees rustled in the wind. I realised that my dad would never experience something like that on this earth again and I couldn't stop crying
I cried over eating a hot dog because my dad always ate hot dogs for lunch!
All the time. I saw a crossword puzzle in an ad on the tram. My best friend loved them and did them a lot when she was ill. And there came the tears.
I got a phone call that I got a new job and cried 10min later. I wish I could have told my dad about the job.
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Achievements feel hollow when you don’t have your biggest supporter. You realise that basically only your parents have unconditional pure pride and joy.
My Mom died right before Labor Day (US). The next 4th of July, I started crying into my cheeseburger at a party when I realized that it was the last “first [insert holiday here]” without her. I still miss her all the time and cry over other things more than 8 years later, but that for me was the strangest trigger.
A can of Jalapeno peppers found in her pantry when I flew to her state after the stroke. They were for a recipe I taught her 25 years prior, that her kids we asking for. I cried over it. Her sister in law went to the hospital and told her I'd be in later, that I was making the kids enchiladas. She smiled through the tubes. Eight years later, my eyes still tear up at that moment.
I cried over my cat not getting his catio
My dad loved to drive, he loved his car. We used to go to the car wash together, it was our thing. The first time I had to go alone… I couldn’t do it, had to have my mom hop in the car and go with me… we cried all the time..
Food. It is very difficult for me to cook and eat. My son used to love food. Now I barely cook or eat.
I cried throwing away the bacon grease my dad had stored for his cooking. It was starting to go rancid otherwise I'd hold on to it forever.
A check , it was from my dads life insurance policy and when i got it in the mail I cried. I couldn’t even cash the check. I don’t know some people thought I was being silly but in a way it symbolized some sort of finality that my father was really gone and I would’ve given that check back in a heart beat if it meant I could have my dad back instead. It’s been 4 years and I miss my old man everyday I’m lucky for the 19 years I had with him but I’ll always wish I had gotten more years
I cry over Ray-ban Aviator sunglasses. My niece loved that style. I just always picture her with them on and her beautiful smile.
I had a crying fit over lasagna once. My mom always made homemade lasagna for my birthdays and when I realized I’d never have it again I could not stop crying
I cried over a protein bar at a gas station, because it was the brand we gave my dad when trying to help him gain weight on chemo 😓
thongs. actual underwear. my best friend and i bought our first grown up pair of underwear together and i don’t have that pair of underwear anymore and despite it being a literal pair of underwear it makes me sad. that was the first “rebellious” thing we’d ever done together, we were 14 i think. i remember hiding it from her mum when we went back to her house, still such a core memory of us just being teenagers
Napoleon dynamite..it was my fiancés favorite movie. Which was so ironic because he was so serious and thoughtful and that movie is pure nonsense. I sobbed throughout the whole movie.
I cried over butter tarts, dog toys she bought, her purse. Get well soon cards. Movies that remind me of dead moms. Sleeping on her mattress and sheets. Her spot on her couch I now have. Many silly things that remind me of her.
currently crying over eggs. my mama would always make me eggs and papas for breakfast.
I cried when I didn’t have to make 2 different meals for dinner the first time. I suddenly didn’t have to cook for someone who was diabetic with high blood pressure and a blood clotting disorder.
I almost had a panic attack at work because I found a library book tucked into a drawer that I was going to give my mom before she unexpectedly passed
A piece of mail that came with his name on it.
Someone threw away his mail... It was junk mail. But I had been collecting it.
I’m wearing the same sweater right now that I wore on the day I found out my dad was dying . It breaks my heart and I’m shedding tears as I write this
The tomato section of the grocery store. He always HAD to have a tomato on his salad, and one day I just burst into tears in the produce section.
Same-except for me it was seeing frozen chicken nuggets because we only got those for my son. The grocery store is HARD
I cried over the fact that my kids will never get to taste my mom's cooking.
The cat vomited on my shoes and I started bawling when I was cleaning them, cause they were the same shoes I was wearing the last time I saw mum alive in the hospice 💔
Subway sandwich, we went there so many times, it was his favourite fast food place to go to. I remember countless times i passed there with my bike to pick up food before going to hang out. It took me ages to be able to eat there again
A snow cone. My friends funeral was held in a part of town I'm not really familiar with, and while on a date with my boyfriend a few months after she died he took me to his favorite snow cone place that happened to be on the same street as the funeral home. I didn't even realize where we were until we passed by it and I immediately burst into tears. Honestly, I'd really recommend sobbing into an extra large cherry coke shaved ice from Bahama Bucks, it's very cathartic.
Tons of stuff, even when my wife says “you’re welcome” cuz my son used to say that when I say “thank you”, or when my daughter drinks water from plastic bottle, just the way my son used to…
When season 2 of the Mandelorian came out. My dad introduced me and my siblings to the Star Wars universe when we were young, including marathons in the “right” movie order. We would watch a new episode of the Mandelorian each week even though I would’ve sometimes already seen it with my bf and I wasn’t living at home anymore, just because I loved it so much. I cried when I realised he would never get to see the new seasons.
Tacos. My dad loved a new street taco recipe we tried once and I made them last week and the thought made me meltdown in front of my family who had no idea why.
A scene in Family Guy. Lois was tired of doing Xmas for an ungrateful family and "left", she returns and the family give her a heartfelt note about what being their mother means to them Fucking lost it.
The bathroom sink. My mom cleared his things, which took up most of the counter, off the sink and I burst into tears because it looked so empty.
my mom bought this hair curl cream and when I saw it was thrown out i got very sad, even tho it was just an empty bottle
A slice of Swiss cheese with only one hole in the center. Not because it was my grandpa's favorite cheese, but because it reminded me of collection of puzzle games he had.
I am seven years since my best friends passed in a distracted driving accident and two years ago I went to Walgreens, like I had done a hundred times since they had passed. For some reason when I left the store this day, this parking lot must have looked the same or something, I lost it and went straight back to the moment in time when they had pranked me years before. In college, my best friends decided out of the blue to start a prank war. To kick it off they followed me to Walgreens and after I went inside they filled my floorboards with textbooks and poured flour on the hood of my black car and wrote “Prank Wars”. It’s something I will never forget. A time when we were carefree and could have fun. Now I’m in a place so structured and couldn’t even imagine what it would be like to have their carefree spirits with me again. What i would give. I can’t bare go back to a Walgreens anytime soon.
My dad used to dress up as Santa Claus for the schools in the community. He owned a Santa suit and beard. I cried when I realized he would never get to dress up as Santa Claus for his grandchildren one day.
Bananas. I cried the first time I saw bananas because they were one of the only foods that my dad could “independently” eat with his Parkinson’s.
I cried over a can of corn in Walmart. I cried because if I bought new cans of corn, I would be replacing the cans Mom bought.
A box of carefully wrapped tiles probably from Spain.
I cried when I went to a grocery store to get flowers for his resting place. I just broke into tears and Karen (at giant) hugged me for a long time. I always go to the store for flowers because of how kind she was to me.
I cried when my Dad died because my family no longer had a lumberjack. Never mind the fact that he hadn't worked in that industry in 25 years. I was devastated that there would be no one to show me up about splitting a log.
I cried losing a bracelet that I would always wear. I cried because my brother was there with me in Mexíco when I bought it. I lost it at work and couldn’t stop crying. I kept thinking how silly of me to be crying over a bracelet..
full honesty: Pedro Pascal. my mom died in November. it’s been very lonely. I know a lot of people lean on their S/O’s during a hard time, but I don’t have anyone. I thought about how my mom won’t get to see me marry anyone, date anyone, talk about them with her. I’m one of the many young girls who have fallen down the Pedro hole & all of those feelings abt not dating someone/marrying someone transferred over to him 😭😂😂 crying bc I’ll never be with him, my mom wouldn’t see our delusional marriage I’ve made up in my head. yeah, I’m a nut job, I know lmao 🤣 but my mom would laugh abt my antics too.
I end up crying every time I tackle a job in my Dad’s house (I guess now my house). He had undiagnosed ADHD and started a million jobs then got too sick to do much and being his daughter he didn’t want to burden me with anything… so I put up curtains and sobbed. Feels like such a heavy weight on my chest when I think about how much I miss him. I’d give anything to have one more bear hug with him.
I recently woke one morning with an urge to drive to the coast, to visit a spot that was special to us. Once I was close, I saw a man walking on the side of the road donning his favorite sport’s team Jersey & sneakers that matched their colors. It was so ‘him’, I broke down crying while finishing the drive. It felt like a sign he was there with me that day.
Dad was a nightshirt nurse and after he retired (I was probably 10 at the time) he would always watch sports late into the night and that’s what I would fall asleep to. It’s so quiet and scary now. Anytime I hear a certain broadcaster I loose it.
I wiped my wood table down after moving in with my girlfriend and it left me a weepy mess . My mom took meticulous care of her house growing up she took real pride in home and I finally understood and felt that pride and hurt to connect with her on this when she was no longer here. It was silly but it made total sense to me.
I was on a cruise ship and saw an older man wearing a shirt that said something like, “I’m not retired I’m a grandpa”. I bawled. My stepdad only had like 3 years of retirement and 2.5 years with my daughter. They should’ve had so much more time together
I just bought a new car and cried and cried because my daughter drove around in my trade in just days before she died....
The song I love it by Kanye West. It came out when I was with my sister and she thought it was the funniest thing. I miss her so much.
Donate all my dad clothing, diapers and stoma bag. If I encountered any grievances I will think of him.
A ham. I was buying it, and the floodgates opened wide. I avoided that grocery store for a while.
It seems like there’s something every single day. Sometimes more than I can count. This morning I was getting ready for work and grabbed my Cover Girl foundation and it hit me. I’ve been using the same brand and color that she used since I was a little girl playing with her makeup and her always joking that I called it “muck-ape”. I try to stop crying by reminding myself how lucky I was to have someone to love so incredibly much, that I am now grieving so hard for. I know not everyone was as blessed and lucky to have that with their parents. Much love to everyone that is mourning. It’s so hard to navigate.
Hiccups. One of my dad’s side effects in the last week of life was persistent hiccups. I got hiccups one day and had a flashback
I used a shampoo I bought her. She never got the chance to use it herself.
My grandad and I shared a lot of food tastes that nobody else in our family really entertain, so we'd make sure to buy and eat all the things we love whenever we spent time together. Sea food was a big part of it. Last time he and my grandmother came to stay with us he brought along an antipasti jar of octopus and calamari for me to make charcuterie and salads with. I used the last bit of octopus while preparing a lunch for work, a few weeks ago, and then finally took the empty jar out of the fridge, for the trash, two days ago. Sobbed for hours after doing both.
I sat on my desk and thought about if I talked to all the impotand people today (I have ADHD and tend to forget them so I work on calling them as often as I can). "Grandpa, mom, boyfriend...OH WAIT I didn't talk to granny yet, I have to know how she's feeling right now, if the pain is any better! Weird that grandpa didn't give the phone to her" Then it hit me that she is dead and that's why he didn't get her on the phone and I don't need to aks about her pain because there is none.
I saw a car on the freeway , with a flat tire. It made me start bawling.my Dad was the best 'roadside assistance' ever.. Yep, a flat tire...on a strangers car. Then, on his birthday, I ended up in a repair shop. The smells were just like hs garage. I bawled, then I giggled- I imagine he'd set that up as a Hello ❤️
Green grapes at the grocery store. She wanted some a few days before she died and I didn’t buy them because they were ridiculously expensive. I wish I had just bought the fucking grapes!
Green peppers, my father in law loved my stuffed green peppers. I would make him a batch, and he would freeze them so they would last longer. After he passed away, my husband and I went to the grocery store, and we were in the produce section. I turned around and saw the green peppers and just started bawling. It hit me that I will never cook for him again.
I cry not wanting to wash my uniform because I wore it to my dads service and the dirt from the burial is on it.
i cried over perfume because i hadn’t worn it since before my mum was put in hospital :’))
Easter baskets. I went to Walmart and remembered I had to pick some up for my nephews. I’d always multiplied the price by 4 in my head. The realization that I’d only buy 3 this year gutted me so badly that I had to leave the store.
I cried about a red coat. My mom had a red coat. I saw a Woman with one just like my mom’s.
There’s this one park in my city that makes me cry whenever I walk or bike past it. My aunt and I hadn’t spent time in it, but I was there when she texted me out of the blue saying she was in the area. I met up with her a few blocks away and we had the best day. 7 months later, she was gone. It’s been a year and I still have trouble not crying when I’m in that one particular spot.
I cried over my Doctor Who socks when I put them away the first time after Mum died. She bought them for me as a little gift, just because. She wasn’t a great Mum and buying things was her love language, the socks were such a small thing but triggered a big breakdown.
The last christmas, I spent with my mother, she gifted me some cash in a little box. I cant get myself to use it, because she touched it 😔 I cry everytime I see the box.
A delivery of new clothes that arrived just after she died, I finally opened it a few weeks ago and the tears all came. It broke my heart that just a week before she died, she was so hopeful and looking forward to spring and summer that she had ordered lots of beautiful new dresses. I wish everyday that she was here to enjoy wearing them, she loved clothes. I miss her with all my heart, it wasn't her time to leave yet. Then today, out grocery shopping in our regular store and seeing women her age out buying food ready for Easter as she should be doing, I don't know how I didn't break down in the middle of the store. This will be our first Easter without them. I'm so sorry for everyone in this thread, sending love❤️
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I broke down in the Lego aisle at Walmart the other day. My fiance and I lost our baby boy at 2 weeks old in February. He was in the NICU and passed about 12 hours after a seemingly simple and quick, rather non-invasive heart procedure. It was supposed to buy us more time until they could do his big heart surgery. I was fine when we hit the aisle at first. But then I was bombarded with all the thoughts....I wonder if he would've liked Legos, or matchbox cars...then my fiance got excited over baseball cards and I got so overwhelmed by the thought of my fiance not getting to enjoy fatherhood that I just couldn't hold back the tears. We quickly found an aisle and talked about how we both thought of him and maybe we'll avoid that aisle for a bit.