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Hi Valerie and Renee-
I am sorry for your losses. It is such a painful process. My sister Lisa, also young at age 49, passed away on November 7, 2013 from cancer-on September 7th it was 10 months. We were there when she passed. This has been the most trying time of my life. Having close relationships with siblings is so wonderful when everyone is fine but when something happens, it is awful. I know you miss your loved ones everyday and I think we should. We all have to survive and go on but always with good thoughts and those precious memories of those we have loved and lost in this world.
Take care and God Bless,
First and foremost, I'm sorry for everyone who has lost a loved one. I don't think anyone ever realizes the horrible pain one feels until you have lost one of your own.
I lost my younger brother Feb 17 2014. It's been almost 7 months and I'm still in shock. I hadn't come to grips that he's gone. I know he's gone, I saw him but yet my mind tries to fool me and make me think, nah he's stlll alive. I have his Urn here with me and his picture and red sox shirt in a memory box. It just doesn't seem real that is all I have left of my brother.
He was 34, athletic, and always took care of himself. We used to joke he was the only one in shape in the family. He didn't do drugs or drink in excess. We had still not found out his cause of death as of yet, the coroners are still working on diagnosis. No drugs/alcohol in his system, nothing out of the ordinary. I think this is the hardest part, not knowing why my healthy brother was taken from us. They expect a heart defect that wasn't detected while living.
We received the call I never expected ever in my life. My grandmother and mother were visiting when we received the call. My uncle who usually is cheerful was very cold and asked to speak to my mom. I handed off the phone to her and minutes later see her sink to the ground saying "What? What? OMG OMG not my Richie" I thought he was in an accident or something, when I asked her what happened, she said He's gone Renee, he's dead. I remember feeling the worst pain I had ever felt in my life and just screaming Noooooooooo. Next panic set in because we were in FL and MA is home. Flights couldn't get us here soon enough and with so many of us we just decided to drive. We drove straight thru and got there the next day.
That was the worst week of our lives. Instead of it feeling like home as it used to, it felt cold, lonely and horrible. First thing we did was get in touch with a funeral home to get him home because they had done an autopsy and was still being held. We were informed that we may be dealing with a closed casket as my brother had been dead for about 1-2 days before finding him and were unsure how his body looked. We had to wait 2 days until he was released and we got to see him. He looked perfect to our surprise. He looked peaceful and as he was sleeping. The time was just passing fast and we knew our time with him was coming to an end. Only getting to spend time with your loved one for just 3 days before saying goodbye forever on this earth is horrible. I see why they used to wake people in their homes to spend time with them. We had our private time with him, then the wake and then his mass. As beautiful as his services were is was heartbreaking. Seeing all our family and friends all crying and in disbelief. It felt like a blur, we were all in shock. He looked perfect and yet had no idea the cause of death. We laid him to rest having no idea what happened and why my 34 year brother was taken from us.
(Back Story of his passing) My youngest brother called him the night he passed to tell him that his girl was expecting. Rich told him how happy he was for him and that he'd call him in the morning because he was tired and just not feeling right, thought he was coming down with a cold or something. He was just going to finish his book and go to bed. My brother lived with our cousin. They didn't connect for that amount of time because of their work schedules and working opposite shifts. My cousin came home and noticed my brother's truck in the driveway he went in and jumped on him jokingly to wake him up only to find him stiff and cold. He started doing CPR and called 911 but it was too late. It was awful. The coroner was called and told my cousin he died peacefully in his sleep as he was in bed, eyes closed with his book next to him.
To all those who have lost a sibling, know you are not alone. It has been 7 years this past Sept. 8th that my brother died of a brain hemorrhage. Unfortunately, he lived alone and I and my only other sibling found him late the evening of Sept. 6th. It took my brother a little over 2 days before he passed away. There is nothing worse in my book then sitting in a hospital room and watching a monitor and waiting, hardly any words spoken, the silence is overwhelming except for hearing that damnable monitor. After these past 7 years, I still miss my brother. And it has also been 13 years next month that I lost my mother. How do you ever stop missing those you love? My husband never thinks about the loss of his mother and brother and seems to just go on as if nothing ever happened to them. My heart aches for each one of you who are feeling the same thing as myself. How I wish there were a way that would make what we feel easier. May God bless each one of you and grant you peace. I don't think it's wrong to remember those we've lost and loved but I think it's important to remember the good times, and not dwell so much on the bad.
Thank you Robbin and to Cheryl-please know that I am sure all will be thinking of you during this difficult time. For a while after my sister passed, I could not believe she was not here-I thought of her on an extended trip or something. But I knew then as I knew now I will see her again and I continue to write her a letter everyday. I feel that keeps us in touch. And while I know I will not see her as she was on earth again, there is always tomorrow in heaven.
Thank you Karen and Danielle for your kind words. It is encouraging to be here with others who are grieving too.
Cheryl: Losing a sibling is a pain much greater than I ever thought possible. I had considered the loss of my parents, but not my brother. He died and my daddy died 8 weeks later in 2010. The grief is still there every day - not as gut-wrenching as time passes. The loss of your sister is so recent. Everything felt surreal to me for months because I couldn't believe everthing that happened. I suggest that you take care of yourself physically and emotinally while you go through the grieving process. Don't let anyone tell you how or how long to grieve. (((((HUGS)))))
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