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hi catherine
i can so relate to you....well to all of you.
i too cannot let go of his clothes, things and cannot live in our flat any more.
without mark it does not seem right...i am looking at moving but dont want to make any rash decisions in my present state of mind .... he loved our flat...it was his baby but i really cannot bear being there without him. i feel so lost..
am so distraught and as u say catherine the mornings seem to be getting worse..the nights are bad enough but waking up to the desolation and abyssmal sorrow is the most awful thing.>
YES LISA...I KNOW WHAT U MEAN.
AM SICK AND TIRED OF WELLWISHERS TELLING ME 'IT GETS BETTER'.
HOW?..WHEN ?? HOW CAN IT GET BETTER WHEN I AM MISSING A PRECIOUS PART OF MYSELF..MARK WAS MY WHOLE REASON FOR BEING AND I KNOW I CAN NEVER GET BETTER. I MISS HIM FAR TO MUCH AND I CAN ACTUALLY FEEL MY HEART BREAK EVERY TIME I THINK OF MY BELOVED. GOD HELP US..
Hi Catherine I just had a look at the obituary it is a beautiful page I wish I had something like that here....
I don't know how many times I've had people say "you're single now" and I always tell them "I'm not single - I'm a widower". There is such a huge difference to me. Single sounds like you're available. It's been over three years since my world ended with the death of my wife and the pain is still right there strong as ever. I don't think a person ever gets over it, he just gets used to it and goes on with life as best as he can.
I thought about moving but I decided to stay here with the memories that I hold so dear. I have no idea which would be easier but I seem to be resistant to change. When my wife died I wanted someone to talk about her and cry with me but everyone has to pretend like everything is OK. I can't say it's "easier" but I have been able to accept and make peace with a lot of things. Like I said I think you just get used to it. It's 4 AM here - I still don't sleep well. George
My husband died in January of 2008. I'm really sorry to hear that after 3 years, you feel that the pain is just the same. I guess that doesn't surprise me, but I was hoping I'd find that the pain would go away. I met my husband when I was 14 and we were married for 27 years. It's very hard to be me because I don't think I ever had a chance to learn what being on my own was all about. I guess making peace with it, is all we can do, but I'm a long way from there yet. I keep busy and am no where near suicidal, but you know life just isn't that important to me now. I know I need to be here for my kids, but I'm just not thrilled with the prospect of potentially living another 30 years without my husband. I think I've read any book I can on afterlife, religion, been to mediums, etc.. Now I'm reading a book called Parallel Worlds, just looking for answers, you know? It's not that I don't believe in God, I just wish He would let us in on the way things have to be.
Thank you Pauline, I write in his obituary all the time, I think the paper here gets a little mad that they have to keep updating it and they are actually the ones who called me and suggested Legacy.com for a memorial page, which is how I found this forum. As sad as it is I think it helps knowing there are others who feel what I feel and don’t judge me for what I feel and don’t think I’m crazy and as someone told me the other day “dwelling on it”.
Like Lisa said I don’t think of myself as single, when I signed my escrow papers they titled my house as a single unmarried woman and I had a meltdown in their office. I told them I was not single and they thought I was nuts. I lost the battle of having it tilted as a widow and it is single, but I too still wear my wedding rings and think of myself as married and he will be back any minute. Even though I bought the new house I have not moved yet, Lisa how did you get through leaving his home and starting you own without losing your mind. I have to do it next week and I’m scared out of my wits. I know it’s the best thing but I get sick to my stomach every time I think about leaving “our home”.
Annalise, just like Mark our home was Earl’s baby as well, he was…we were so proud of all the work we did to it and there are still a half a dozen projects that he started that are not done. I tried to finish them but I couldn’t get through them all without felling sick and having a breakdown. The yard work was his favorite thing to work on and I have let it go so badly it breaks my heart but the last time I trimmed the flowers around the pool I just laid in the dirt and sobbed remembering when we planted them together and how he would have loved to see how beautiful they are now. It hurts to leave them but I think that it would hurt more to stay. I wish you peace of mind when you make your decision and I will let you know how my move goes.
I am going to hope that time will help because there aren’t too many people who are here spilling there guts after several years of being without their other half. I don’t really think so, I bet they just got busy with other things and the pain is still there. I live in Las Vegas and am wondering if there is a place where people like us can actually meet face to face?
I am so lonely but no one I know can put up with my mood swings and constant crying about him without feeling like they have to comfort me with the same sad lines that make me want to scream, or they avoid me completely if they see me coming…
So I want to say thank you to everyone who put’s up with reading my rants, thank you again and I hope we all find some solace someday…
Pauline said:Hi Catherine I just had a look at the obituary it is a beautiful page I wish I had something like that here....
YES LISA...I KNOW WHAT U MEAN.
AM SICK AND TIRED OF WELLWISHERS TELLING ME 'IT GETS BETTER'.
HOW?..WHEN ?? HOW CAN IT GET BETTER WHEN I AM MISSING A PRECIOUS PART OF MYSELF..MARK WAS MY WHOLE REASON FOR BEING AND I KNOW I CAN NEVER GET BETTER. I MISS HIM FAR TO MUCH AND I CAN ACTUALLY FEEL MY HEART BREAK EVERY TIME I THINK OF MY BELOVED. GOD HELP US..
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