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Annette was my life. We were married 12 years. No children. Only the two of us. We both suffered from morbid obesity. This led to fluid build up called Edema. We both took care of each other as best we could. We were poor but a happy couple in our 50s. Annette also suffered from cronic panic attacks. SO awful that last year she spent nearly two weeks as they tried to get the proper meds for her.
They worked for time. Then I lost my job and health insurance. We had no money for medication as we tried to pay rent and prevent us from being evicted.
She stated having terrible night sleeps. Sleep apena (as I have) denied her a good night sleeps. SHe started screaming in her sleeps, and her edema started getting worse. SHe kept tellingme she didn't feel well for months. I begged her to go to the hospital but she refused. I think we were maybe both in denial of our health. We suffered. I had to find work despite the agony of walking. In fact its what kept me alive. The bread winner has to move. Movement is life.
She started to bloat and I screamed at her to go to the hospital. But she wouldn't. Then that night, she kept sleeping on her stomach. I sat across the room from her. I noticed she wasn't moving. I charged over to her an screamed Honey!!! I turned her over and her lips were blue. I screamed no!! please God no!!
I diled 911 they came but couldn't resucitate her. I loved her more thanmy own soul. I amalone. I come home to silence. My beloved of 12 years is gone. I am beyond grief. I beg God to plase take me. I collected her ashes yesterday and brought them home. I wear her ring which I will take with me upon my death.
It's a nightmare. An utter, blinding nightmare. I should have forced her. I keep thinking what if I had called 911 and forced her to go? I took care of her soiled clothing, washed her, and loved to cook for her. Now it's gone. ALl gone. I want the grief and madness to stop. It won't stop. ANd the only thing that will bring me peace is to be with my wonderful wife. Nothing comforts me. I just want to fall alseep and beg God to take me.
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Richard, it is good to hear you say that your faith is better every day! There is life after death. God created us and does not intend to forget about us after we die. He created us to be with Him throughout eternity. My hope is in Jesus, and I know that I will see Joe again (as soon as possible!) God is there in every step we take. As difficult as this is for us, He is always there for us.
I was feeling very lonely tonight, as I'm sure all of us do. Trying to reach out to old friends is often very disheartening . Trying to make new friends. Sorry if I sound very negative. Just had to express myself.
Richard. Yes, I can offer my opinion. there is definately something beyond this life. We are only here for a short time. As I get older I see why God says in his word (the bible) that "..life is like a vapor", (here one day and gone the next.).
Everyone has an appointed time to die. That's why I don't believe that a person should take his own life. In my case, the Lord has more for me to do here before He takes me home, even though His grace is sufficient for me. (Yes, it's very hard and lonely, but I am praying that I complete what He wants me to do, so that I can go home.) Every life is precious in God's sight. That means you, too Richard.... And everyone else who is here.
I often wonder if there is an afterlife. I'm hoping there is so I can see my mom and boyfriend again. For their lives to end so tragically, 5 days apart from each other, it atleast makes me believe that there is a bigger picture. It terrifies me that this happened to me, I hope I didn't do something terrible in a past life, if it exists. It also makes me believe that life is very short (which keeps me here for now) and that perhaps this life on earth isn't home and one day we will go home, wherever that is. This can't be home. I just wish that I could have spent my time here on earth with those I loved the most my Mom and Boyfriend </3 I hope I can see them again. I'm not sure how I can live all these years without them.
Richard , I have no religious beliefs whatsoever, but before Andy died 2 days before actually I dreamt he died, I told him this and he told to to stop being silly amd it was just a dream, but this dream upset me to the point I told some of my colleagues about it, then when he was in critical care this was when I was told their was a 50/50 chance of survial, I dreamt my that , y deceased grandparents, whom by the way I have never dreamt of before came and told me that they had come to take him, I remember screaming and saying you can't have him and me running to find him, only to be trapped behind glass and saw Andy turn to me a smile and take out his wires, these we not normal dreams, ive had many more since, to many to write down here , although I do keep a dream journal now, I even had one where Andy just appeared and said to me "jo there's an afterlife you know, it's just not what you think" . Andy knew I had no belief in an afterlife so I believe he came to me to tell me it was going to be ok, and that I would see him again.My last encounter was not that long ago, I was drifting or arousing from sleep, when I felt someone behind me , I was a bit frightened to be honest, but I knew it was andy, I also caught a flicker or movement, I can't explain, yes it might be my grief playing tricks on me, but I've always have strange vivid dreams since I was a young girl, so I know the difference between a so called normal one and a much deeper one, what iI'm trying to say is that I am now a believer, I believe there is something, Andy told me so, right, and he never lied to me. I hope this helps you a little, or maybe you think Im crazy, I hope it's the first option. Take care, Jo x
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