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On August 4, 2009 my son was murdered, his so called best friend left him there and didn't care to help him. All my son wanted to do is keep the peace. He had no intention of starting trouble. His so called best friend would always tell him what these guys are saying about him and my son would go and confront them. Nate was what he prefered to be called. He always came down to see his family and check on us. That night I saw my son he came and saw me we talked etc.. My daughter was out there talking to a girl that he had brought down to see her. My daughter told me that he was arguing with a guy in front of the door, I didn't hear anything with the airconditioner and surround sound movie. Next thing I know my daighter comes in the house with a piercing scream and stated Nate was shot. My heart dropped I just saw my son, I couldn't believe that this had happened. His so called friend left him there to die and didn't help him at all. My son loved to dress he had mostly everything that he wanted. These guys were jealous of my son and they wanted what he had, even his so called best friend. My son had their back but when it came time for them to have his back they just left him there. I do believe what goes around comes around. I lost my son and I cry all the time, my pain can't be describe he was my first born, well he will always be my son and my first born. I miss him soooo much, I miss him bringing me flowers and stuffed animals. He was a good son and he will always continue to live in my heart. I'm going to continue to take care of his beautiful daughter, who looks just like him. It's just sad that when this happened to my son everybody was out to get what they could take from him. But being that I was his mother I didn't allow them to take all my son's belongings, I made sure that I go and take care of his personal processions even though this was not what I was worried about. I was more worried about my son and how these people left him to die like that. Nate had his own mind and no one could stop him from doing and visiting where he wanted to go. I mean no one, he was stubborn, he did what he wanted to do. Nate, mommy misses you and loves you baby, you will always be mommy's first born. I'm proud of you Nate being that you took care of your daughter while you were here mommy will continue where you left off and continue to support your daughter. We miss you everyday, every minute, every hour, but I know someday we will meet again. Love you!
Sweetie, after 7 1/2 years you need to move on. This is said with love and understanding, but you may need professional help in getting over this tragedy. You have suffered long enough. Don't delay in doing the work of grief: that means working through the pain and not remaining stuck in a very bad place. All I can think of to do for you is to pray for your recovery and acceptance of your loss.Hi, my name is Tonia Ormond. I lost my mother in a work explosion, Jan. 29, 2003. Still to this day, I pick up the phone and dail her number. We had a set time that we talked after work everyday. She was/is my everything. I cannot let go, she was taken away from me at her age of 50. She had a lot of living to do. I have been told that you go through stages, but I guess I am stuck in "anger" mood. I cannot even ride by the business she worked at, even though it was all moved and rebuilt, and new. She wasn't given back, I fell as if they just snached her from me, and they get to keep on with their lives. I can't. Not a day goes by that i don't miss her, miss her calls, miss her coming by my workplace and getting her coffee before work. Miss her putting up my christmas tree with me. I can't even bring myself to putting my tree up, someone else has to do it. there were 6 lives taken from this explosion, and dozens injured. Most of the group that passed I knew on a personal level. So it tears my heart in many directions. How do I go on? It has been almost 7 1/2 years, and I feel the same today, as if it happened yesterday.
tonia j ormond said:Sweetie, after 7 1/2 years you need to move on. This is said with love and understanding, but you may need professional help in getting over this tragedy. You have suffered long enough. Don't delay in doing the work of grief: that means working through the pain and not remaining stuck in a very bad place. All I can think of to do for you is to pray for your recovery and acceptance of your loss.Hi, my name is Tonia Ormond. I lost my mother in a work explosion, Jan. 29, 2003. Still to this day, I pick up the phone and dail her number. We had a set time that we talked after work everyday. She was/is my everything. I cannot let go, she was taken away from me at her age of 50. She had a lot of living to do. I have been told that you go through stages, but I guess I am stuck in "anger" mood. I cannot even ride by the business she worked at, even though it was all moved and rebuilt, and new. She wasn't given back, I fell as if they just snached her from me, and they get to keep on with their lives. I can't. Not a day goes by that i don't miss her, miss her calls, miss her coming by my workplace and getting her coffee before work. Miss her putting up my christmas tree with me. I can't even bring myself to putting my tree up, someone else has to do it. there were 6 lives taken from this explosion, and dozens injured. Most of the group that passed I knew on a personal level. So it tears my heart in many directions. How do I go on? It has been almost 7 1/2 years, and I feel the same today, as if it happened yesterday.
Hi I am new here but I have been going through the gammet of feelings for over a year now. My 23 year old (baby) boy was killed in a motorcycle accident. he was in a store parking lot gong 20 miles an hour. It was a freak accident. I have had the support of his many friends who still come over and visit and have dinner with us. Just like it was when Josh was here. I know he is in a happier but that doesnt mean I don't miss him every day. He was in the ICU for 6 days but due to traumatic brain injury he never woke up. I at least got to be with him and sit and talk to him. The doctors told us from day 1 he would never wake up and if he did he would be a (Vegetable). At first I asked God why, but after seeing so many things on the news about people living from shootings and an area plane crash where 3 people walked away, I realized it really was just Josh's time. Another hard part was the day before he died he started going down so rapidly that they couldnt use any of his organs, because he wanted to be a donor if anything ever happened to him. That was almost like another loss because I didnt want another parent or family to go through what we were enduring. We also had to deal with the fact there was no insurance to help with funeral expenses. We are still paying on that. It took a few weeks before I could try to start my life back and get to normal. But for me normal will never be the same. I dont hear him clomping down the stairs in the morning, or him heating stuff up when he came in late at night. My biggest salvation is that Josh has a 5 yr old son. With the amount of time we had him for visitation I felt like I was raising brothers. I have been doing ok, May was a horrible month. First Josh's birthday was May 4th, then Mothers Day, then the 21st when he had his accident, then the day he died was May 26th. Needless to say I was a basket case most of the month. Then back in March my grandsons mother took him away from us, or our regular visitation. She is only letting him come over once every 2 weeks for 24 hours. So again I am going through another heartbreak and missing him so bad I cant stand it. She is even wanting to change my grandsons last name to the name of the guy she is with now. Anyway I an sympathize with everybody on this board and some more than others. I know losing a parent or husband or sibling is hard, but I don't think anything compares to losing a child. But for those of you talking about writing, I did start doing that. I started it with the knock we got on the door at 4:00 that morning, through all of our hospital stay until the day we buried him. I think that really helped to, plus I wanted his little boy to be able to read it when he is old enough. Thanks for listening to my story and like you I know what youre going through. It sucks but we have to go on for those around us.
Teresa, I know how you feel about Skylie, I took care of bothmy grandchildren fron birth until four yrs of age. I was so close to them that I don't know what I would have done if something had happened to either of them. But something else happened, my son died suddenly on May 5th. He had what he thought was the flu also, but when he went to the hospital he passed away before anyone could do anything. I have never felt such pain in my life, I don't know if or when I will be able to live normally again. My grandchildren are all I have left, since my son was an only child. We live six hrs, away from them now and seeing them is not easy as it used to be. They are coming for Thankgiving and it is only the second time I've seen them since my sons death. I try hard for their sake to be positive but it is so hard. Some days I just don't want to go on, I don't understand why or how, he was such a wonderful son and life is so empty without him.
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