Grief support groups, condolence advice, funeral etiquette and more
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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All of us on this site have been the subject of well meaning friends and family " assessment" of a myriad of thing's we should do and how we should be living our lives. Bottom line, each one of us gets to choose what we can do or not do. Give yourself time to adjust, grief is the cruelest emotion I have had to deal with. Maybe because I am older, I have learned that it is ok to walk away from certain people and it is also ok to live my life as I see fit.
Here we are one family, here, we can vent as each one of us struggles getting thru one day at a time.
Francis, I too am more of an introvert, my husband talked to anyone, I have a much harder time, its getting in the way of me doing volunteer work or getting a job to keep myself busy so I totally get it, none of us want to be judged but also think about the fact that the people that are judging others must leave a very pathetic life to have to sit in judgement of others, everyone has the right to be themselves as long as it isn't harming anyone else, I hope you find the church or whatever peace you are looking for
Been taking grand sons to VBS. There is a lesson for adults, and I have enjoyed them. However, I find myself not sure who to talk to. I have no program teaching to a group, but find being uncoupled a challenge. Vaughn was social, I am an introvert. I am trying to come to the zone Marsha is in- acceptance. I do see the need for connecting to others - but at the samr time, uncomfortable a little about church. I was raised in church, and have attended many faiths .lol - seeking, I guess. I just want to live life on my own terms and not be judged.
Dear Deborah P ... I was in tears reading your post and I do know exactly how you feel. Even though it's been 8 years since Ernie passed away many of my friends are having fun together as couples, going on vacation and making plans telling me all about it and I have to admit sometimes I feel angry that Ernie isn't here so we could do all those things and also envious of those that can. Thankfully as time goes on I've learned to accept it and it does get easier, but every so often I tear-up, frustrated and wondering what my life is all about.
Oh Deb..I totally get it. I am so sorry.
i have kinda the same thing...in my new house, I now have all my belongings..al it in hundreds of boxes...but one HUGE thing is missing. Bob. All his stuff is here..but he will never be here with us again. It seems incomplete...and I don,t think it will ever seem normal.
Deborah, I am tearing up with you. It is not fair, and we all know your pain. It has been hard for me this week because a neighbor died, and I have been involved with his Mom setting up etc. It is 6 months for me, and just too soon to revisit that pain. After a good cry, you can handle this better. They do not know the pain we feel yet - Thank God. In fact, as positive as I try to be, sometimes a little depression does seep in. I am sending you a huge, and I mean huge cyber hug.
sitting here in tears this morning, my sister who is on vacation sent me a picture of her and her hubby playing dominoes,simple right? not so much, the four of us always went to Gatlingburg for New Years eve every year where they taught Greg and I how to play Mexican train, it became such a favorite that Greg and I played all the time at home just the two of us, this picture is my screensaver on my phone and I would give anything for on e more game, and though I know she didn't mean anything by it, it truly brought me to my knees so not sure how to respond to her, I know she would never hurt me, she is my best friend but it hurt sknowing she can play with her hubby but I cant
Thank you to everyone for your most kind and appreciated anniversary wishes - I still wish I could reach through the air and hug everyone, because you really are my family and have supported Steve and I all through this unbelievable journey we have undertaken.
I will try to write more soon, and wish I could focus my scattered thoughts more easily to share some of my feelings regarding the discussions here. Reading the exchanges always reminds me of how many truly good and compassionate people there are in the world - something I seem to need reassurance of more frequently these days.
Wishing good health to everyone, and a peaceful and pleasant summer as the temperatures climb and the weather sometimes threatening. Stay safe, take things slowly when possible, and God Bless you all!
Dear Mary Jane,
Forgive me for not writing sooner, but I have been reading about your feelings about moving and can truly understand. Leaving my home in Bloomsbury NJ was so incredibly sad and confusing for me that I still don't know how to describe the experience other than to say it was like losing Larry all over again. I was very blessed to have Steve with his seemingly infinite patience and insight guiding me through it all.
Once here in Texas and our new home, I started feeling like I would never again feel "at home" and perhaps had made a terrible mistake, even though financially there was no possibility of keeping my former home.
One night I finally went down the rabbit hole. I had never had a security system with alarms, and even though it was explained in great detail how simple it was, my poor short term memory and quickly ignited anxiety made me very leery of the whole system. I was terrified of opening a door or window and inadvertently summoning police, fire, and the National Guard!
Then one evening it suddenly was triggered and the sound blasting through the house was deafening. Steve was trying desperately to disarm it, the phone was ringing, and I was contributing to the chaos by grabbing my cell phone and calling the one friend I had mead here to scream that I was getting out of this stupid (not the word I used at that moment) state and would he come pick me up? Steve finally literally ripped the box off the wall then spoke with the support people on the phone setting up a visit the next day. The police weren't summoned thankfully, and once everything was quiet he looked at me sitting in the corner and just shook his head. I felt so foolish but also like I was living in a dimension from the Twilight Zone and could never adjust.
Well, I have adjusted, and while there are many things I complain about, I realize that so long as Steve and I are well enough to care for ourselves and each other, we will be fine.
I know that you will also adjust with time, and with new friends and interests will be fine - happy even, like your kitty. Just keep sharing with us, and remember we love you lots!
Love & hugs, Chuck
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