Jann Arden--personal life
Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2016 3:27 amI know Turk was a big Jann Arden fan musically,but don't know if he follows her on facebook where she has detailed her non-musical life in fairly intimate detail.
Her father died this past year and now she struggles with the slow decline of her mother. I thought he'd appreciate a recent post--
Jann Arden
January 20 at 4:44pm ยท
"I spend a lot of time being filled with angst these days, it's hard to fit anything else in. Much of my time I feel resentful about things I can't do anything about-and that makes me feel frustrated and sad. I miss my mom. My old mom, the one that could do anything and solve all my problems. I know I am being selfish.
I am losing her one inch at a time and I can't decide what's harder, having a parent die suddenly, or having a parent die a month at a time. (And yes, I know we're all doing that) But you know what I mean....
Mom is a different version of herself every few days. The changes are getting more and more drastic. I can hardly remember what she used to be like. I try to- but I can't find the memories of her well and organized and cooking up a storm and reading mystery books and working in the yard and being present.
She gets mad at me a lot, I'm sure I seem different to her. I am sure she sees my agitation and my lack of patience. How could she not? It's all I can do to stuff it back into my chest every waking hour of the day. I stand looking out the window above the kitchen sink in quiet prayer, asking God or the Universe or the Goddess or the angels for help. It takes me awhile, but I usually find my feet again and my breath and my sense of reason.
I apologize a lot.
Mom asks me why I'm sorry.
I say because I am being mean spirited.
She said this morning that it's gotta be hard being a parent. She told me to hang in there. She told me that the hard parts never last.
I have to remind myself to hang onto what is -and not what was."
Her father died this past year and now she struggles with the slow decline of her mother. I thought he'd appreciate a recent post--
Jann Arden
January 20 at 4:44pm ยท
"I spend a lot of time being filled with angst these days, it's hard to fit anything else in. Much of my time I feel resentful about things I can't do anything about-and that makes me feel frustrated and sad. I miss my mom. My old mom, the one that could do anything and solve all my problems. I know I am being selfish.
I am losing her one inch at a time and I can't decide what's harder, having a parent die suddenly, or having a parent die a month at a time. (And yes, I know we're all doing that) But you know what I mean....
Mom is a different version of herself every few days. The changes are getting more and more drastic. I can hardly remember what she used to be like. I try to- but I can't find the memories of her well and organized and cooking up a storm and reading mystery books and working in the yard and being present.
She gets mad at me a lot, I'm sure I seem different to her. I am sure she sees my agitation and my lack of patience. How could she not? It's all I can do to stuff it back into my chest every waking hour of the day. I stand looking out the window above the kitchen sink in quiet prayer, asking God or the Universe or the Goddess or the angels for help. It takes me awhile, but I usually find my feet again and my breath and my sense of reason.
I apologize a lot.
Mom asks me why I'm sorry.
I say because I am being mean spirited.
She said this morning that it's gotta be hard being a parent. She told me to hang in there. She told me that the hard parts never last.
I have to remind myself to hang onto what is -and not what was."
