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nikki, yes today has been a better day. funny, how these emotions can just blindside a person. many, many times i have thought i was clicking along fairly well and then just out of the blue, down to the depths as low as you can go. and then, again, things pick up and get okay and by that, i surely don't mean great, just okay. i am so sorry you and your fiancee broke up. i do have two grown sons but i am not so sure they "get it" and i think they may blame me for the separation between their dad and me. although, mind you, he left and even made the comment that he couldn't take it another minute. yes, i guess i was a little naggy about playing funny with the money, if you know what i mean. most women would nag a bit about that and i also don't like being second fiddle to a sister. and i guess as it turns out she needs him much more than i do. she is quite the loser and i do admit i have found strength i didn't know i even had. i do just allow the grief to come and then when it goes, i get back to business of living as well as possibly without hubby and you know what, it is getting quite peaceful. i never realized i was quite capable since i was never able to do anything right, but guess what, he was wrong. and obviously very insecure and controlling. my angst is the loss of david, not a husband who can't be what he should. i really think for the most part david would be proud of me and of course very supportive in this new development in my life. he was such a good brother and soooooo good to my mom. this whole thing has done somethings to me and some of the things are good things. i really feel a need to do some good things for a lot of people but mostly my mom. i wish my sons were a little more compassionate to my mom and a little more social with me, but, oh well, it is what it is. i feel like i just have to be okay for david and my mom. sure does hurt in a way i have never hurt before sometimes though. i see things about hunting, camo outfits, fishing, outdoor things and i think of my nature loving brother. he got to where he didn't even care to shoot a deer. i think he just loved to be in the woods and i don't know if you read the earlier posts but he died in his tree stand while deer hunting. i imagine that he would have chosen that particular way to go but i hate it so bad that it was so early. waaaaaay to soon. it was such a horrible shock. there are no words to describe the shock of such an untimely, unexpected death. oh good grief!!!! i know it will never be okay again but we will all manage and do our loved ones who have passed away proud. i as usual have gone on way too long but it does help. and also nikki, i receive a daily email from a site called grief share and they have been so helpful. more than once, they have shown me that i am not losing my mind. i highly recommend them. thanks for sharing and listening to my ramblings. love, peace, and prayers to all, sandy

Nikki Giles said:
Sandy, Believe me, i know what you mean about having a platefull of heart break. My fiancee and I called off our wedding not too long ago, I had to move out, so i moved back home to be close to family, in the process loosing my wonderful job that i was doing really well in, my best friend moved to WI, and my other "friends" turned out to be horrible people, not to mention that my dad lost his job and got divorced within a few months of each other, then moved in with me. So I hope and pray things start looking up soon, thats all they can now, right. But through all this, i know it may sound wierd and crazy, but i talk to my animals, my brother was a huge animal lover and thought me that they know when something is bothering you. I can ALWAYS count on my Jack Russell and my Cat!. They have seriously brought me soo far since everything that has happened. they make me smile atleast once a day, so if you dont have any pets, i suggest you get one and just let them love you. its unconditional... i do not have any children though, they are my children! :) i hope to day is better than yesterday for you all!


Hank, I am truly sorry for your loss. It's never easy, yes, the pain does ease up, i'm assuming, but it never goes away. It has only been 7 months since Troy's passing, and there isnt a day that goes by that i dont think about him. Little random things remind me of him. My dad and i will sit here for hours talking about the old day and how Troy had to be a "macho man". I just learned about this site not too long ago, and already its helping me out a ton. Thanks to all you out there willing to take the time and read and reply with your thoughts and comments!!!
sandy davis said:
nikki and effie, i can't tell you how much it means and helps to get such kind encouraging words. i know you are both right and i really appreciate the fact that you would take the time to help me out and i promise you both did. i know things will get better. it is just i have a very full plate of heartaches right now. but i will get better and it is so true that just a few good things, even one for that matter, can change things for the better. thanks again to you both for the kind, encouraging words. love, peace and prayers, sandy

Nikki Giles said:
Sandy... i'm sorry today has been rough. going to troy's graveside is always hard for me. I tend to stay away from there.. which is sad. but when i do go, i feel like just sitting there and talking to him, like he can speak back to me, or sit there and cry. Again, I'm sure we all know what you're going through... I hope tomorrow is TONS better for you! :) Just remember that your brother would want you to keep your head up and smile!
nikki, you really have had it too. i am so sorry. well, as they say, what doesn't kill us makes us stronger. are you feeling strong? sometimes, i feel really strong and other times just a big cry baby. but for the most part, i am doing okay. yesterday we went to david's house. first time for me and my mom. it was very very hard for me but today was better. we are getting it ready to sell. today was much much better. yesterday just sucked. you sound like you have some pretty good coping mechanisms. talking to pets is never a bad thing. the ups and downs are rough as i never seem to see the downs coming until i am just knocked down and stomped. and the good times are slow coming after one of these bad episodes. i am just so sorry that you had so many complications on top of your loss. i think you are much younger than i and i know it must not be easy on you. when i was younger and lost my sweet wonderful grandmother, i thought i might not make it. i had to go to the doctor then too. my emotions get so out of control, then and now, that i feel like i am getting really seriously ill. all the physical symptoms, etc. luckily that part usually doesn't last too terribly long. i think the fact that i don't eat well when i am upset makes me feel terrible physically. i just have to make an all out effort to take decent care of myself. i am better. gained weight to show for it. i hope your good days outnumber your bad ones. love, peace, and prayers, sandy

sandy davis said:
nikki, yes today has been a better day. funny, how these emotions can just blindside a person. many, many times i have thought i was clicking along fairly well and then just out of the blue, down to the depths as low as you can go. and then, again, things pick up and get okay and by that, i surely don't mean great, just okay. i am so sorry you and your fiancee broke up. i do have two grown sons but i am not so sure they "get it" and i think they may blame me for the separation between their dad and me. although, mind you, he left and even made the comment that he couldn't take it another minute. yes, i guess i was a little naggy about playing funny with the money, if you know what i mean. most women would nag a bit about that and i also don't like being second fiddle to a sister. and i guess as it turns out she needs him much more than i do. she is quite the loser and i do admit i have found strength i didn't know i even had. i do just allow the grief to come and then when it goes, i get back to business of living as well as possibly without hubby and you know what, it is getting quite peaceful. i never realized i was quite capable since i was never able to do anything right, but guess what, he was wrong. and obviously very insecure and controlling. my angst is the loss of david, not a husband who can't be what he should. i really think for the most part david would be proud of me and of course very supportive in this new development in my life. he was such a good brother and soooooo good to my mom. this whole thing has done somethings to me and some of the things are good things. i really feel a need to do some good things for a lot of people but mostly my mom. i wish my sons were a little more compassionate to my mom and a little more social with me, but, oh well, it is what it is. i feel like i just have to be okay for david and my mom. sure does hurt in a way i have never hurt before sometimes though. i see things about hunting, camo outfits, fishing, outdoor things and i think of my nature loving brother. he got to where he didn't even care to shoot a deer. i think he just loved to be in the woods and i don't know if you read the earlier posts but he died in his tree stand while deer hunting. i imagine that he would have chosen that particular way to go but i hate it so bad that it was so early. waaaaaay to soon. it was such a horrible shock. there are no words to describe the shock of such an untimely, unexpected death. oh good grief!!!! i know it will never be okay again but we will all manage and do our loved ones who have passed away proud. i as usual have gone on way too long but it does help. and also nikki, i receive a daily email from a site called grief share and they have been so helpful. more than once, they have shown me that i am not losing my mind. i highly recommend them. thanks for sharing and listening to my ramblings. love, peace, and prayers to all, sandy

Nikki Giles said:
Sandy, Believe me, i know what you mean about having a platefull of heart break. My fiancee and I called off our wedding not too long ago, I had to move out, so i moved back home to be close to family, in the process loosing my wonderful job that i was doing really well in, my best friend moved to WI, and my other "friends" turned out to be horrible people, not to mention that my dad lost his job and got divorced within a few months of each other, then moved in with me. So I hope and pray things start looking up soon, thats all they can now, right. But through all this, i know it may sound wierd and crazy, but i talk to my animals, my brother was a huge animal lover and thought me that they know when something is bothering you. I can ALWAYS count on my Jack Russell and my Cat!. They have seriously brought me soo far since everything that has happened. they make me smile atleast once a day, so if you dont have any pets, i suggest you get one and just let them love you. its unconditional... i do not have any children though, they are my children! :) i hope to day is better than yesterday for you all!


Hank, I am truly sorry for your loss. It's never easy, yes, the pain does ease up, i'm assuming, but it never goes away. It has only been 7 months since Troy's passing, and there isnt a day that goes by that i dont think about him. Little random things remind me of him. My dad and i will sit here for hours talking about the old day and how Troy had to be a "macho man". I just learned about this site not too long ago, and already its helping me out a ton. Thanks to all you out there willing to take the time and read and reply with your thoughts and comments!!!
sandy davis said:
nikki and effie, i can't tell you how much it means and helps to get such kind encouraging words. i know you are both right and i really appreciate the fact that you would take the time to help me out and i promise you both did. i know things will get better. it is just i have a very full plate of heartaches right now. but i will get better and it is so true that just a few good things, even one for that matter, can change things for the better. thanks again to you both for the kind, encouraging words. love, peace and prayers, sandy

Nikki Giles said:
Sandy... i'm sorry today has been rough. going to troy's graveside is always hard for me. I tend to stay away from there.. which is sad. but when i do go, i feel like just sitting there and talking to him, like he can speak back to me, or sit there and cry. Again, I'm sure we all know what you're going through... I hope tomorrow is TONS better for you! :) Just remember that your brother would want you to keep your head up and smile!
So much truth in what you say Sandy! Some days I wonder if there is anything to live for, not that I would ever even think about taking my own life, but you know what I mean. Then on other days I think I'm ok and life goes on. I also talk to my pets. What would I do without my animal friends?! My brother's widow, who was left with some of my brother's pets, gave me one of his cats, Filbert. He is my baby and he seems to know when I need love. I talk to him a lot. Funny but true. I was just telling my mom yesterday that after two years of trying to lessen my own grief by telling myself mine isn't as bad as hers or my dad's or Alex's widow or his sons, I have accepted that yes my grief is as real and deep and complicated as anyone's and I have to focus on healing myself. I cannot help anyone else. My parents have each other, and my sister in law has her boys and her family, sisters and bothers. I have no one as Alex was my only sibling. I used to grieve alone. But now I have you guys, my online friends. Who above anyone on this planet, can help me recover. You all understand, good or bad. Which is what I need more than anything. You have no idea, although maybe you do, how much this has helped me recognize and deal with my pain. I do not feel alone anymore. Thank you all from the bottom of my heart!!!!
Wow. I just read your post about your brother. I pause when trying to find words. My brother died at the age of 31 in a car wreck, one saturday morning on his way to a bee keepers conference. His name was Alex. He had been married 8 months and had two sons, 2 and 4 at the time. His house was almost done, he built it himself from the literal ground up. And his farm was a working one, at least. He was right there, at the cusp of success both professionally and with family. He was my only sibling and my parents only son. I understand how it can be, sometimes the emotional grief effects us physically too. I find myself not being able to feel my feet and my face and cheeks getting very hot, when I am very sad. I wonder where he is!! Can he hear me still? Would he be proud of me and how I have been handling his death? Does he miss me too? Will I see him again? One thing that my parents feel is that when they die, they will be with him again. That gives me peace for them. As they are older. But if I live a full and long life, which is what I hope, I will spend the next 40-50 years without my brother there. That is a scary thought. Even though we both lost our only brothers, I feel your pain must be extreme as yours died because of a pain he could not live with. As siblings and sister's especially, we want to help, to hold and comfort. When they are gone we can't do that forthem. I think that hurts the most sometimes. I can't help him. I can't bring him back. I can't change anything. I hate that! But some how and some way, their love for us comes through time and space, and we will heal. They would want that for us. So we get up every day and we keep loving and laughing, until one day, I hope, we will look back at this time and be grateful we made it through.

Joanne Hamer said:
SANDRA said:
I'm still trying to get past the fact that my sister is gone. She killed herself just over three months ago, and I'm not sure how to move on. She was my best friend and now i feel like a big part of who i am is just gone...

Hi Sadra, I am Joanne, I know how you feel as my bro took is life on the 31st of Dec and its just 6months but feels like years that we have not seen him... I think of him every day. He was 35yrs old. Married with two lovely daughters 12 and 6yrs. he and his wife were seperated for two months and she took the kids with her to her parents home..he used to visit but kept on getting hurt by her saying she is not coming back and she wants a new life. They were his life and thats all he wanted, for them to be at home. He was a wonderful dad to them and they loved him so much. He was in such pain that he could not cope..did not want help, just wanted them back. My sis and i cry for him all the time..my parents only son. At times when i think of him i cant breath and feel my legs go weak..He is at Peace now with Jesus and we will see him when we go to Heaven. Thats what we have to live for...to meet them there. Be strong Sandra and God be with you.

Missing You Is Easy,
I Do It Every Day,
Missing You Is a Heartache,
That Never Goes Away.
effie, you just put into such eloquent, descriptive words the gist of my life right now. to know someone else feels just exactly, and i mean exactly, like i do is a comfort to me. that being said, i would never wish this on anyone just so i could do the misery loves company thing. i know there will never be a complete recovery from this. i see men who look like my david and i just about wreck the car, stare, my heart races, etc. when you said that about the numbness, i couldn't believe it. people have told me that symptom is nerves as in anxiety, hurt, worry, you name it. but i thought i was the only one and it was something weird happening to me. i sure do hope grieving doesn't literally kill me. if something happened to me, that would probably be the end for my mom. she lost mine and david's dad when i was three years old and david was three months old. she was only 22 at the time. enter next husband who was at least a better stepfather than a husband. he really really liked the ladies. i use that term loosely. he left her for a very young woman who was only two years older than me. she was 18 and i was 16. david was 13 and younger brother by him was 10 at the time. now she loses her son. and she actually was handling being at his house and seeing his things and boxing them up better than me. thank God for the youngest brother. he went in and did a lot before she and i went to the house. it was tough the first day, horrible actually. the second day was bearable. we even came up with some humorous things about david. he was such a character unlike anyone i have ever known. but in such a good, kind, wonderful way. my husband was so ugly when david died i just lost what little feeling i had for him in the first place. because he makes it just too easy to dislike him. obnoxious, very controlling. so when he left two months after david died, it wasn't like the end of the world but i have struggled at age 56 to live along for the first time ever, pay my own bills for the first time ever. the loneliness has been something of an issue. not that i would want just a breathing person, no i will take the loneliness. i will and am getting used to it. it just wasn't the best time in the world but that explains quite a bit about the hubby too, doesn't it? such a prince of a guy. i am sure his parents would be delighted to see what a mean despicable person he has become. kick her when she's down. control issues. but i am okay and getting there. my biggest true actual hurt as in chest, breathing, head, everything about me is from the loss of my brother. everyone knows death is bad for those left behind but who ever knew it would be like this. he wasn't old, sick and he was just taken way too soon for those of us who loved him. i like you cherish my contact with everyone who has so much to offer in helping with this. i think some really most of my friends and family have about had enough of me choking up, etc. but i know all of the people here really really really get it. thanks everyone!!! love, peace, and prayers, sandy

Effie said:
So much truth in what you say Sandy! Some days I wonder if there is anything to live for, not that I would ever even think about taking my own life, but you know what I mean. Then on other days I think I'm ok and life goes on. I also talk to my pets. What would I do without my animal friends?! My brother's widow, who was left with some of my brother's pets, gave me one of his cats, Filbert. He is my baby and he seems to know when I need love. I talk to him a lot. Funny but true. I was just telling my mom yesterday that after two years of trying to lessen my own grief by telling myself mine isn't as bad as hers or my dad's or Alex's widow or his sons, I have accepted that yes my grief is as real and deep and complicated as anyone's and I have to focus on healing myself. I cannot help anyone else. My parents have each other, and my sister in law has her boys and her family, sisters and bothers. I have no one as Alex was my only sibling. I used to grieve alone. But now I have you guys, my online friends. Who above anyone on this planet, can help me recover. You all understand, good or bad. Which is what I need more than anything. You have no idea, although maybe you do, how much this has helped me recognize and deal with my pain. I do not feel alone anymore. Thank you all from the bottom of my heart!!!!
I had my 64th birthday several months ago and that date always is the culmination of much physcial and emotional pain. I did not loose my brother in the recent past, but rather, as a 23 months old child, I was standing at the window with my mother waiting and watching for him to get off the public bus, cross the main road from as far north as Kenoosha, WI to New Orleans. That particular afternoon, he did not heard nor did he apparently see the car that was driving much too fast. He was struck by the car, and for years I had flash backs of a body flying in the air and an awful lot of blood. It seems almost as if, the older I get, the more obsessed wtih that day. But then, who knew how to let a two year old
grief over that loss? I have been told that after the service, my mother went to bed -- thus neglecting her two young daughters. I don't believe it
was the mental and physical loss of my mother that's was so hard on me as it was of loosing that big brother. I have pictures of the two of us, some with other family members, but one I love dearly --- it contains my brother who is stretched out on my left side, his right arm perhaps is propped against his head which is leaning about as close to my check as possible, I have something in my hand that I am playing with and our very close cousin is sitting to my right. The three Musketeers! It is a very happy scene and actually one that I like more than most. I can see when I
look at that picture why my cousin and I, when we were both in Grade School would go home many afternoons, call each other and chatter on about goodness knows what -- that is until one of two sisters (our mothers) would yell at one of us "You two need to get off the phone! Someone else may really need to use it." And then during my cousin's loosing battle with cancer 10 years ago, we often talked on the phone for at least an hour --- I would get a look from my husband that said "you two need to get off the phone" David and I just laughed at that, because the time we spent on the phone was worth more than the cost. We argued over which mother made the best of something, we argued over where to get the best barbeque in s. Illinois and we shared memories.
Now that my husband and I have moved back to the area where I grew
up, all of the pain seems to have suddenly decided to visit the adult woman and I have spent nearly a year with little or no contact with family and friends because, the grief seems to have caught up with me. I left this area 30 years ago and short visits never caused me the emotional and physical pain have caused me. I am seeing at least one person who listens to me, hope I will get to see the other lady in the same office for some more indepth conversation -- our first meeting was not in an ideal setting, but that was something that could not be corrected quickly -- smelly wet carpet that was not conducive to a good time.
Mary
Mary so sorry for your loss. Words can't relate the empathy i have for you.

I am having one of those "whats the point" days. I miss my brother so much that i almost can't feel anymore. I feel like a soldier who lost his limbs and is floating around in aimless, timeless space. I guess we all share this inevitable thing called grief. One doesn't know life until one has grieved the loss of a loved one.

HPR
After reading some of the messages on this site, I felt compelled to post this message and share my story. I lost my father to cancer and that was one of the most difficult times in my life. Watching my father battle cancer, endure the treatments and take his last breath was not easy although it has made me stronger and become a better man. Please take a few moments of your time to read an article that was published about me, my father and my fight against cancer through song. This is truly touching so many people’s lives and I just want to continue to share it with the world. If my story helps at least one person deal with their loss of a loved one, then I feel like I’m doing my part.

Link to article http://www.2theadvocate.com/entertainment/50264372.html

Kevin “K-V” Stanford
www.bewithyouagain.com
mary, i am so sorry for your grief and loss. i am in a place where i am soooooo worried about losing my mother and my other brother. i have two grown children and of course i sure don't want to lose them, never in a million years. but for now since i just lost my younger brother, i seem to have fixated on fear of losing my mom and my surviving brother. i also have a fear that i must, just must outlive my mom. to think of her having another loss like that makes me physically sick. i guess it sounds a bit like i am really borrowing sorrow from tomorrow as they say. but this death of my brother just did something to me and i guess there are some things about me i can't get back on track just yet. it has been the hardest thing i have ever gone through and thank God for my mom and my friends and of course my surviving brother. my husband deserted me two months after my brother's death and i think my kids think i just need to move on and they don't want mom to be too needy in grief or the fact that i am now alone and responsible for myself the first time in my life. it has been very very difficult but i am getting a little better. although everytime i think i am getting a bit better i have one of those days from Helll. i sure do miss him and i went to the cemetery to water the grass on his gravesite today. i think i put about 50 gallons by hand. i just didn't want to stop. it's like it's all i can do now. i know one thing i can do for him is to be good to my mom and try to help her through this and i will do it. i do wish my grown men children would reach out to her. it would mean a lot to her. well, can't make people do right i don't guess. and after all i am only responsible for myself. although these guys i raised and not doing like i thought i taught them. oh well, it is what it is. i will just make up for them and do even better myself. it is hard when i am having ones of those days and grief just won't give me a second's peace. david sure wouldn't like this i can tell you. he would say go do something you want to do. have fun. quit wasting time. he was a cool unique brother and i sure wish he wasn't gone. i said to him today at the cemetery that i thought we would make it at least into out seventies. it just didn't work out that way and i sure do hate it. i sure don't understand why some bad bad bad mean hateful people get to live and he didn't. it is hard to get a grip on, but God has a plan. love, peace and prayers, sandy

Mary Castle said:
I had my 64th birthday several months ago and that date always is the culmination of much physcial and emotional pain. I did not loose my brother in the recent past, but rather, as a 23 months old child, I was standing at the window with my mother waiting and watching for him to get off the public bus, cross the main road from as far north as Kenoosha, WI to New Orleans. That particular afternoon, he did not heard nor did he apparently see the car that was driving much too fast. He was struck by the car, and for years I had flash backs of a body flying in the air and an awful lot of blood. It seems almost as if, the older I get, the more obsessed wtih that day. But then, who knew how to let a two year old
grief over that loss? I have been told that after the service, my mother went to bed -- thus neglecting her two young daughters. I don't believe it
was the mental and physical loss of my mother that's was so hard on me as it was of loosing that big brother. I have pictures of the two of us, some with other family members, but one I love dearly --- it contains my brother who is stretched out on my left side, his right arm perhaps is propped against his head which is leaning about as close to my check as possible, I have something in my hand that I am playing with and our very close cousin is sitting to my right. The three Musketeers! It is a very happy scene and actually one that I like more than most. I can see when I
look at that picture why my cousin and I, when we were both in Grade School would go home many afternoons, call each other and chatter on about goodness knows what -- that is until one of two sisters (our mothers) would yell at one of us "You two need to get off the phone! Someone else may really need to use it." And then during my cousin's loosing battle with cancer 10 years ago, we often talked on the phone for at least an hour --- I would get a look from my husband that said "you two need to get off the phone" David and I just laughed at that, because the time we spent on the phone was worth more than the cost. We argued over which mother made the best of something, we argued over where to get the best barbeque in s. Illinois and we shared memories.
Now that my husband and I have moved back to the area where I grew
up, all of the pain seems to have suddenly decided to visit the adult woman and I have spent nearly a year with little or no contact with family and friends because, the grief seems to have caught up with me. I left this area 30 years ago and short visits never caused me the emotional and physical pain have caused me. I am seeing at least one person who listens to me, hope I will get to see the other lady in the same office for some more indepth conversation -- our first meeting was not in an ideal setting, but that was something that could not be corrected quickly -- smelly wet carpet that was not conducive to a good time.
Mary
The loss of my sister has brought about a big difference in our lives,perhaps her husband ,son and her daughter will suffer the loss most.We will miss Priscilla a great deal.not knowing of her pain in her back went to a boundary that is so unknown to us, I wonder if it were something there that I miss, did we not understand the cry of this want or need to be standing again strong and alert ,the love that she had,the softness of her life will live forever. We all are trying to better our lives and continue on the way she would have wanted us to do,staying in touch with our families and beleiving in God were the head of her every day,every minute and every hour of her life. I know she would want this for all of us.

So dearly missed
Nancy
Kevin, I just went to your site and read the article about what you are doing with music...wow! You will help many hearts and minds find peace I expect. Thank you for sharing with us. We seem to walk through life oblivious until someone we love dies and everything is different. The world changes. Thanks aren't so simple anymore. Music makes things simple again. It's all about the love we have for each other. Peace to you friend...
Kevin said:
After reading some of the messages on this site, I felt compelled to post this message and share my story. I lost my father to cancer and that was one of the most difficult times in my life. Watching my father battle cancer, endure the treatments and take his last breath was not easy although it has made me stronger and become a better man. Please take a few moments of your time to read an article that was published about me, my father and my fight against cancer through song. This is truly touching so many people’s lives and I just want to continue to share it with the world. If my story helps at least one person deal with their loss of a loved one, then I feel like I’m doing my part.

Link to article http://www.2theadvocate.com/entertainment/50264372.html

Kevin “K-V” Stanford
www.bewithyouagain.com
Effie

I would imagine most of us are walking around oblivious until a loss occurs. I certainly was. I always knew it would be difficult to go through, but when it happens suddenly and to someone who is young, there is nothing that can prepare you for that. I cherish every second with my remaining family, and am comforted knowing we will all be reunited in that place from which we came. A blissful sate of being i would guess and hope.

HPR

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