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I lost my 32 year old nephew to a drug overdose Jan of this year. He was a beautiful man, an athelete, a son, a brother, a grandson and a friend to many. His death has left our family reeling. He is the son of my sister who I am very close with. I have been very supportive; helping in anyway I can. She is amazing to me. Going thru life, working, going to support groups, church and family are important. My problem is that I am grieving the loss of her son more than the loss of my nephew. Does that make sense? I have a 25 year old son and I keep thinking to myself, how can she cope? I can't imagine what she is going through but somehow my own grieving transfers to my own life and my fear of losing my son. Is this normal? I have been reading articles and blogs about grieving and I see myself in many of these articles. Yesterday I booked a trip to see my son, he lives out of state, and the minute I booked it I started to cry; a deep, mourning cry. I have had therapy and was using my tools and understood partly why I was crying, but I was surprised by my reaction; instead of being happy (which I was deep down) I was very sad. I know part of it is feeling guilty; feeling guilty that I can see my son, call him and be with him; not like my sister. I just can't imagine what she is going through. Has anyone experienced this? Any help you can give will be appreciated. Thank you.
I was so touched by your experience. My grandmother has lost three kids in two years and has another fighting cancer. She lost two daughters one of which was my mother within 5 months of each other. My mother suffered from many ailments after a heart attack in 2000. Many times the doctors told us to prepare ourselves for the end and my mom would say that she wasn't going anywhere because God wasn't done with her yet. She lived 7 years on dialysis and the last two years of her life with 25% heart function. She was finally diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and died peacefully the day after she was told, just like her brother did. I believe that God saved you because you have much more to accomplish on this earth. My grandmother wanted so badly to die when she lost her first child, but after awhile she told me that God did things on his own time and that she accepted the fact that her son had accomplished his mission on earth. She said our children are on loan to us from God and that when he needs them he collects his children back and that we the parents were blessed by God to have had them. I do not think that you have burdened anyone today but you have spread the good news that God is alive and well and performing miracles.