Grief support groups, condolence advice, funeral etiquette and more
A continutaion of the "When a Spouse or Partner Dies" thread.
Latest Conversations: yesterday
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.
Started by Bonny Jones. Last reply by Bonny Jones Jan 22.
Started by Tim's Mom, Vickie. Last reply by Bonny Jones Jan 16.
Started by Susan. Last reply by Marsha H Sep 2, 2018.
Thank- you Anthony, I too believe our loved ones are still with us particularly when we are all gathered together, he so loved our family I cant imagine him not being there in spirit
Hey guys..after reading everyone’s posts..I think this weekend was HORRID for everyone! The stars and planets must have lined up in a bad way LOL. Not only us here, but other people...my weekend sucked BIG TIME..starting with my Dr when asked about a referral to a Dr in California, he made it seem like the level of care I am getting now wouldn’t be an option, as I am on Medicare...the Saturday morning, I opened an email I KNEW I shouldn,t on my PC,I got a pop up malware..(I rarely use my PC, I use an IPad)
THEN I realized I had PAID for, but never uploaded my Virus software after BOb died in 2016, so they DIDN’T send me a notice in 2017...
But the cherry on top was the shoebox of papers I went through last night...I knew it would be bad,unlike regular files,I knew this one would be special..... but I had no idea how hard all the personal papers, photos etc would be.
So,now I have to go turn on my PC and see if the malware is still there, and if I can possibly fix it..luckily I have a neighbor who does that stuff, but he went camping all week.
Lastly, I got an “ear worm” song stuck in my head last night..the line “You put your arms around me, and I’m home” which is STILL in my head..and is a special memory of when Bob hugged me, how safe I would feel,with his solid chest and arms around me when we would look at a sunset,or welcome each other to the day..sorry for rambling..
Deborah, I'm so glad you made the corned beef/cabbage meal for your family. And even though Greg wasn't physically there I truly believe his loving spirit was present enjoying every word and every story told at the dinner table. There is something about when people are gathered at a meal that invites loved ones passed to enjoy and partake in an earthly moment.
Anthony, I too had a hard time this weekend, its all the dates that are hard to get thru, I always made cornedbeef and cabbage and our girls and their families would come over, I really didn't care for it but Greg did so every year I made it, I wasn't going to this year but my kids asked if we were still doing dinner so after thinking I decided to do it, and even though I had to pretend it was just a family dinner and not anything special it was nice to be all together for a meal and then when they left I cried that he wasn't able to enjoy it with us , so yes special dates are hard but then as you know so is every day and I have been thru this twice and I don't think the 2nd year is easier I think your mind frame kinda changes because you know you got thru the previous occasion withought your loved one, so I think that's why the 2nd year is different, you can survive it
Dear ones - Deborah Peck, Susan Farrell, Marsha H, Mary Jane, Sara Murphy and the rest of Legacy family. I so appreciate your words of encouragement and telling my your stories of survival after your losses. This weekend was another hard one without Kevin on St. Paddy's. It's not that we went out to the bars and got drunk, we weren't like that, but Kevin would always make corn beef and cabbage and Irish soda bread for our dinner. He was a gifted cook. He loved watching the cooking channels and trying different recipes, which he could recreate and were so delicious. Me, I can't cook at all so the last 5 months I've been trying to cook for myself using all his pots and pans and talking to him that I'm trying by best to cook. I went into a deep depression on Saturday. It's that he made every holiday something special. People tell me it's the firsts that are the hardest. So I've been through Halloween, Thanksgiving, X-mas, New Years, Valentine's Day, his birthday and St. Paddy's. His birthday was the hardest. He would have have been 65. It took me over a week to get out of that depression. I'm still getting Medicare adverts in the mail for him. Sunday I went to church was hugged by my church family. Our church has a Columbarium where Kevin wanted his ashes placed (only half could fit so I have his other half at home and at sometime his brother and I will spread them at his favorite location). So I stood in front of his plaque yesterday after church and just cried and cried. Of course my friends were hugging me. The grief comes so intensely that I literally feel I could die from the pain in my heart and chest.
This site is helping me a lot and I want to thank you all. I'm also thinking about attending a local grieving group even though I'm shy. But the pain I need to work through and shyness is not going to stop me. I do like Susan's idea about writing our fond memories in a journal.
Thanks you all again!
Dear Susan F. ....
I am so sorry to hear you are having some very tough days and I do know how you feel. I too was once married before, divorced and finally met my loving Ernie only to have him take away nearly 40 years later. I am blessed to have had him that long, but I too was angry at God for taking him at age 65 and my ex is still alive. We had so many plans together.
You should never feel guilty. John gave you things you needed such as loving to talk, loving you and many other good memories. When someone doesn't give you those things then one is unhappy.
Feeling guilty for some things is very normal in raw grief Susan. It's normal. I have suffered from panic attacks for years and on medication. May I suggest you go to grief counseling if you haven't started already. You will be around people in person that are going through what you are. Each story is unique and it's like having a second family just like Legacy here. Legacy saved my life! The members on here are like angels all flocking around to help where they can. It is also not normal to count your blessing during raw grief. Scream, yell, cry, sleep and go for walks which do help. Just let the anger, heartache flow when it needs to. After 7 years of Ernie's passing I can tell you that once I was where you were not wanting to live and giving up, yet each day got a bit stronger and you are stronger than you think. You will have good years ahead of you even if you don't think so now.
Although this is a forum we don't wish anyone to be on you are now part of this family and we're here to help and even your posts will help others. I am so happy to did come to Legacy because there is always someone on here to answer your posts when you need some consoling.
I hope you will trust me in the fact that you are getting strong a little at a time and the guilt will eventually fade away and you will be left with fond memories of John.
My dear John has been gone for 27 days now. Each hour goes slowly. My life is sad and lonely. Bitterness has set in. I am mad at God for allowing this to happen. Why did He send John to me only to take him after a year? John was so nice and loving and affectionate and loved to talk. I have never had that with a man in my whole life even though I was married for 38 years. My husband died and omg that was not as hard as losing John. That makes me feel guilty. I feel guilt in so many areas. I know I have to stop it because I am sinking into a depression that I am not sure I will live through. I have have had clinical depression for nearly 30 years. I do not know how to deal with this pain. There's no relief. I still pray for strength and I count my blessings, but it feels insincere. I so appreciate being part of this group and I thank all of you for being here. I am not alone. Thank you to all of you who have taken the time to write to me. It gives me a glimpse of hope. Sue
Anthony, I started a journal. I started writing about the memories I have with John. It's almost like I am writing to him, so it seems I am sharing with him our good memories. I gently suggest you try it. Sue
Dear Anthony ... My husband Ernie suffered a great deal with pancreatic cancer and I was led to believe by his specialist he would be coming home with Hospice care and I would also be able to look after him. Ernie wanted to come home so badly, but what many of our feelings really are is when our loved one is so ill and close to death we can't control one thing about it. Sadly, I wasn't able to bring him home and he was sent to Hospice where I met met him and explained where he was. I stayed for hours and wanted to stay the night, but even though his breathing was labored and I told him I wanted to give him oxygen he refused. I asked him 3 times to be sure. He also didn't want me to stay and held my hand, a wane smile and I asked if I could come the next morning and stay that night. He agreed. Somewhere deep inside of me when I came home that night (never slept) I knew that Ernie wanted to save me the sorrow of seeing him die and for a long while after he did die I was angry at him. We always covered each other's backs and I wanted to be there for him. Once I went into my second year of grief I realized that I had done everything I could for him and we had many words of conversation. When in hospital and I saw him in pain, yet he was worried as to how I would get along without him I gave him the greatest gift of all, 'It's alright to let go hon, I'll be fine.' The words choked in my throat. So his freedom to pass actually started in the hospital before he reached Hospice.
Guilt of not doing enough, or, you can't remember happy times and why can't you is something many of us go through, but please realize you are in raw grief and on a roller coaster ride. You miss him, you want him back, but know it's impossible. I promise you in time that you will gradually start to remember the beautiful memories you had together. I do now and it brings a smile to my face and I feel so lucky to have been part of his life and hold those memories so close to my heart. Never fear Anthony, those good memories will come back to you when you least expect them.
Sign Upor Sign In
Please be respectful of others. For more information, read our Community Guidelines.
© 2019 Created by Legacy.com.
Report an Issue |
Terms of Service
Please check your browser settings or contact your system administrator.