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A continutaion of the "When a Spouse or Partner Dies" thread.
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This might be a rough time for many of you. Do what you feel you need to do to get through it. Remember, someone is here almost all the time to talk to you.
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I just read your post on the 2nd anniversary of Larry's passing, and I can't stop the tears from flowing. Your letter to Larry voices so many of the things that I would tell Joseph if I were writing to him--how much I miss him and how I will never stop loving him for as long as I live.
You show courage when you say some of the more difficult things personal things about your life together with Larry. But your courage and frankness are a tribute to Larry's memory. Larry knows how much you love him and what you did or didn't do was out of your deep love for him.
On this day of remembrance and introspection, I send you much love. Please know that I am holding you close and sending you prayers for healing and peace.
With love and deep empathy, Trina
Chuck......thinking of you on this sad anniversary. That was a beautifully written letter to Larry. I wish I could take the pain away. Know I'm giving you a cyber hug.
Apologies if this posts twice. I was also afraid for my two kitties, that I wouldn't be able to take care of them after Bill died. After all, I couldn't save him, so what made me think I could take care of the cats? Of course, they are fine and now that I removed Bill's clothes and shoes from where they could smell them, I think they are doing better. I know they still wonder where he is as they go into his office like they used to and it's like they are waiting for him. Thank goodness that I have them as there are days that they are the only reason I get up in the morning.
I haven't been here in a while but I still think of all of you. I'm coming up on 8 months since Bill died and all of your comments ring true. I was very scared in the beginning of being alone at night. That has gone away and I set my "stay" alarm at night. The rest of the fears and concerns are the same. I still talk to Bill every day, several times a day and ask him to look out after me and to help me make good decisions. I still cannot believe that this is my life and that he was taken from me. Charles, your piece below was beautiful. We just try to keep breathing and put one foot in front of the other and do the best that we can. I finished reading Healing After Loss and have started it from the beginning again. I have a girlfriend that I have become very close to as she lost her husband 3 months before Bill died. We went on a trip to St. Martin together and are going to Maui in a month. It's good to get out of the area to see that there's life going on outside of our bubbles. It's helpful to have someone who has been thru it to talk to and do things with. But mainly they understand when you are having a hard day or week or month. It doesn't get any easier, we just learn how to adapt. I pray for all of you what I want for myself. Peace. I had it with Bill and I hope to one day have it again.
I’m here more than I am not…
Tomorrow it will be two years since you disappeared. Two years ago I too disappeared. I don’t know to this day exactly where we both went, only that we didn’t go to the same place. I was frightened being alone without you. You were always the one who knew how to calm me down, and how to talk me down when I got too close to the edge. You saw me…me – not the face I wore for the world, or even sometimes for you. You recognized the me beneath it all, and for reasons I’ll never truly know, you loved me.
I loved you too. Did you know that? Do you know it now? I‘ve been away for what seems an eternity, and during that time I have been missing you more than I imagined a person could miss another. The silence has pounded in my ears until I thought I’d go mad. The emptiness of the house reflects the emptiness inside me. Every now and then I thought I caught a glimpse of you – in the birds, in the trees…in the sunsets I watched alone from the porch sitting next to your empty chair.
Then I began to catch glimpses of myself – in the music playing on the stereo, in the daylilies growing by the garage – in the reflection seen in the glass over the sink in the kitchen, vague and transparent, but there. I started to hear myself sometimes, to feel my body moving, and to realize that I was starting to think again. Sometimes anyway. Mostly I still wasn’t here, just like you weren’t here.
I talk to you, and more and more I tell you things I’ve been afraid to say. Today I want to say them…
I don’t know why I’m still here – why I lived and you did not. I’m sorry for that – it should have been the other way around.
I’m sorry I wasn’t there with you at the end – I should have been, but I thought it would make it worse for everyone else. I don’t talk to your children, because I don’t know what to say anymore. I don’t talk to your sister for the same reason. I see your friends, and I try to let them know how much you loved them, but in their faces I see how much they miss you still. You were more loved than you knew. I hope you know now.
I’m sorry I didn’t do more to make you see the doctor when it all started – I’m sorry I wasn’t more there. I was frightened right from the first day you asked me to look at the sore on your ear, as if I knew it was already killing you. I wish I had fought harder.
Mostly, I’m sorry I said no when you wanted us to have a wedding – I was afraid you would be too weak, and the treatments would make you sick, so I said not now…later. I wish there was a later. I started disappearing even then.
Now there are times I seem more like my old self my friends say – but those closest to me know it is only when I’m here. I am not always here. I don’t know where I go still, but it doesn’t frighten me anymore like it did at first. I know I’ll be back, and my friends will be here waiting. My life will be waiting. I stopped asking why of everything. Mostly anyway. I don’t fear the future like I did, because whatever it brings can’t be worse than two years ago. I survived…and that still leaves me quietly wondering if there is a reason.
I will never stop loving you. I will never stop missing you. I will never stop wishing it was all a bad dream. But I guess there is this on the positive side:
These days, I’m here more than I am not…
Mary Jane......Yes, fear is normal but knowing that doesn't make it easier. When we lost our spouses, we lost a huge part of ourselves, we lost our support system, we lost the one person on the planet that we knew would always be there. Now that one person is no longer there for us to call and talk to. For me, I now see how scary life is. I never noticed before because I always had Ken by my side and together, we could get through anything. Honestly, we had so many more good times than bad times so life didn't seem so scary. Now, I no longer feel normal and no longer look at the world in the same way. Marsha mentioned all the big fears such as home invasion and dying alone. Then there are the other fears such as things going wrong with my house or what do I do when I need to buy a new car. These are things I always had Ken for but now I'm on my own. For now I just push these fears aside.....I don't want to focus on what I don't need to right now. You can keep coming here for support which will hopefully help dull your fears. I've also heard meditation is helpful for stress relief but I don't meditate so I can say for sure.
Steve...Wishing you a belated happy birthday. I hope you and Chuck celebrated. Maybe he baked you a cake :)
I too felt fear, there were several layers of fear. Mark passed away at home and having to answer all the questions that the paramedics hit me with, then the local police arrived and I had to answer all the same questions over, several times. I just wanted everyone out of our apartment so I could curl up in bed and be left alone. It took them all of 4 hours to get finished, then while I was alone I was over come with a whole new level of fear and loss, something I never want to experience again. My biggest fear was being alone and the future was looking rather grim. But, here I am 7 months away from my 3 year anniversary of Mark's passing. A lot has changed for me and I can say that the fear I felt then still lurks within my day to day thoughts just not as strong. Yesterday I turned 70 and those thoughts reared their ugly head and I found myself wondering about the future if only briefly, so I guess we will always retain those types of thoughts. Life changing events changes us forever and I think they make us stronger in some twisted way that we do not understand, we just learn to live with it as we continue through this life. I no longer am as fearful of the future, nor am I going to allow it to run my life, I maybe 70 but I think that my journey is still not over, it has taken a new course, one in which I find comforting and full of new adventures.
Rolland ... I did feel the same as you did and if I hadn't been in sheer shock when Ernie was in hospice and known he was so close to death I would have rather gone with him and that hasn't changed one bit for me, but here I am and I'm bound and determined to make him proud of me. I know it's not easy Rolland and I hope soon you will have a good life, but one thing for sure, Janice is your true love and always will be. Like you I have no idea why I'm still here after all the grief and stress, but as I said, here I am and I just put one foot in front of the other.
Hope you have a better day my dear friend.
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