My mom died 4 months ago
My mom had pulmonary fibrosis. She was sick for a few years. It was funny how when my grandmother smoked, my mom would always say-I’m gonna die from second hand smoke. My mom never smoked. She died from lung disease. Ironic.I was fine at the funeral. Planning. Talking to everyone. I thought u handled it great. Now 4 months later, I’m a mess. Some days I’m perfectly fine, but others I can’t walk down the street without crying. I keep thinking that I haven’t talked to her in a while & I…See More
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My name is Brenda and I live in Cypress Tx. I am so sorry to hear of your loss. It is obviously apparent that you found that grief is a journey not a destination. Each person travels this horrible road in their own way and in their own time. Maybe you also need to know that the way you are feeling is normal. That really meant a lot to me when we lost my father in law. I never thought I would have such a physical reaction - it was as though I had a terrible virus - and it lasted a few days. I read a brochure WHEN SOMEONE YOU LOVES DIES and discovered I was normal - I felt much better. Here is a link to it - http://m.wol.jw.org/en/wol/lv/r1/lp-e/0/19302
It is very good to talk and I understand that you want to get out with other people. But do it in your time - maybe start little with no expectations other than human contact, adult conversation. Or maybe start a journal - if you would like maybe we could meet for lunch sometime. Just know that you are normal and this is your journey to the eventual happiness your husband wished for you.
Everyone on this website is suffering and will listen 24/7 - ((( hugs)))
Your friend,
Brenda
Hello, I am wondering if this is the right place for me. I am very alone with no one to talk to about how i feel, but I am at a point in this horrible long road where i feel like if I don't change something soon I will become just what my husband asked me not to. He made me promise to move on and be happy. Which is a promise i haven't been able to keep. But I am at a point where i think I would like to have another good and kind and loving friend in my life, if I could only be so blessed as to have this happen to me again in one lifetime. I guess I am looking for someone to talk to who may understand me at this stage in my life. I hurt and love him everyday, but sometimes I think I am brave enough to venture out and meet some people, but then this fear overtakes me and I crawl back into my own little world and fold up. I am honestly wanting to be around people again and try to have a bit of a life again. I just don't know how. This is the question, how? Anyway this is what makes me wonder if this is where I need to be to try to accomplish trying to live again.