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Hello All-I am a new widow as my husband passed away April 21, 2018 at the age of 49. He suffered a heart attack and had no previous history of any heart conditions nor does it run in his family. I…Continue
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Hi Everyone, My name is Carlyn, and I live in the Ft. Lauderdale area. I joined this site because a very dear friend of mine was killed in a hit-and-run accident in May. My friend Rick, whom I called…Continue
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Nadia I had similar feelings as you, I lost my sister suddenly July 2010. She died in her sleep of a massive heart attack she was 41. She left behind two children, my heart was broken. I went over things a million times, thinking I could have done this or that and she would have still been here. I went over every conversation we had and thought I should have said this, it would have saved her. She was scheduled for a stress test that day this would have alerted them to the problem a few more hours she would have been saved. I am a deeply faithful person and I questioned everything, one day I would feel hopeless, the next day I would have no beliefs. I was so angry because of the circumstance's. I read this one quote in a book that I would say over and over "learning from the past is useful, dwelling on the past is destructive." By me going back and questioning everything was slowly destroying my life and those around me. I'm not say it happened overnight but I have more peace today than I have had since she died. I still find myself in tears at times but it is few and far between. It's like a ocean waves of grief come in and then calm again. Another prayer I would say over and over is the Serenity Prayer "God grant me the serenity to acept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference". I could not change what had happened but I could try to change my reaction to it. I will keep you in my prayers. God Bless You
Denise
Karen your words are so true for me too.. So want to feel that I will be reunited with my sister again - I need to religion and faith just for that...but can as yet feel a true connection or faith...my anger is still at bay but guilt resentment and sadness devour me.... feeling that I have not done enough to show her how much I loved how much I care for her while she was here.... could have done so much better... giving her more time... can forgive myself that last time we skype I told that I had to hand up as she was yorning too much and was making me tired,, not to mention all these times that i was too busy working when she wanted to skype.... my angel now is gone and I am left in deep regret and sadness
Hello Nadia, Sue and everyone, I too wish that I will one day, sooner than later, have a strong faith in God once again. I still feel so beaten down and stripped of my once happy life. My anger is still equal to my sadness.
Thanks to all, lots of love
Dear Nadia,
I understand completely how you feel seeing life go on around you...dinners, birthday parties, people going on summer vacations. I feel the same way. I found a book called "Walking Through the Garden of Souls". Please get it. Amazon has it. Several of our brother's and sister's also in grief have suggested books to me to help. I live alone so I can hide from the world if I choose to. I go to work and come home. Don't even enjoy riding my bike after work anymore. Nothing seems to matter much. Your sister was a great gift from God. My mother was my greatest gift from God. The one thing that has helped me survive one day at a time is putting my faith and life in God's hands. I have never been a super religious person. I watched my mother's faith grow over the past 5 years and I watched her give herself to God and take her last breath. Her faith was there. Your sister is in a wonderful, amazing place. I believe with my entire being that this is TRUE. Otherwise what is this all about? You certainly can't belive we evolved from apes. My mother and your sister....they are the lucky ones. If that makes any sense. Maybe lucky isn't the word. I think the book will give you something you are needing right now. I am here for you. I am praying for you. Love Sue
Hey Sandra and everyone. I know what you mean about your thoughts always drifting right back to your child, no matter what is going on. Family and friends mean well but its hard for them to understand, especially if they haven't walked in our shoes. I feel like I am being tortured by my son's friend whose motorcycle he was riding during the accident/murder. My son and him have been friends since they were 3yrs old and he lives right next door, our yards are next to each other. he still has 2 motorcycles and ATV-4 wheeler! He rides his bike like a maniac, he speeds, does wheelies and spin outs, right on our street! Every time he starts up one of those bikes, I cringe. To make matters even worse, he broke his leg from an accident on one of them and still rides one with his cast! Here he is being totally reckless and earned only a broken leg and my son just went for a ride on that boy's bike and ended up losing his life! I look from my window and watch him and all of his friends congregate in his driveway and I hear them laughing and talking and I start thinking, wow, do they all remember my son. I took me quite awhile to accept that his friend is not responsible for what happened, he didn't make my son ride but it still bothers me deeply when I see him ride and I know that my son got the bike from him. He came and saw my son, his friend, in ICU at the hospital and he was devastated to see his condition, you would think that he would NEVER want to even sit on a motorcycle again.
There was another time when my brother in law forced and harassed me to come bowling with a group of us, he would not take no for an answer, he meant well, so to shut him up I came. I tried my best to be social with my children and nephew and my sister but it was such an effort. I became angry with him that he was belittling my grief by trying to "force" me to have "fun". I just cried as I imagined my son being there to play and all the jokes about everyone's skills he would have had. I felt bad after I made him feel bad because he was only trying to help.
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