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Started by jennifer littlechild. Last reply by Freda Hancock Dec 5, 2012.
Started by Katharn. Last reply by jennifer littlechild Nov 27, 2012.
Started by MARCIA TURNER Nov 5, 2012.
to jennifer lilttlechild, hope you can see my comment. I know exactly how you feel. I have my husband, and I am very far away from the family left. They are all in South Africa. When it was the day of the service for my mom, I wanted to run after the coffin, but couldn't. People can't or won't extend themselves to care - I don't know which one is closer to the truth. Keep on being yourself, just take care of you. Do what your Aunty would wanted you to do to take care of you.
My name is Shane I lost my Dad to cancer (brain tumor).He passed away in October 2012 he was ill from April 2012 to october 2012.its been nearly 6 weeks since I lost him and I miss him so much.It was so hard to watch him go from a healthy 67 year old man to a very sick man.R.I.P dad
i am not ok i am hurting and the ones i live with dnt care how i feel they dnt care that i am greaving over the death of my aunty i dnt have any one to talk to or to be there for me to talk to my aunty past the last day of just of this year i am still hurting i am angry i and pissed off i wantto run and keep running tell i cnt run no more i dnt have the support i need i dnt have it at all i am still hurting months later wtf where i am i to go to get the support i need to stop feeling the way i do i dnt at times all i want is for my bf to come to me and say im sorry she past and to hold me and let me cry i ahve no one i am geting more upset about her death i have to forse my self to do things everyday when all i want to do is stay in my pj's and be on the sofa or in bed talk to no one not eat ect but i dnt i get up and i do what igot to do every day.
At the age of 85 my mom was in amazing health, and then one day she just went to bed and was too tired to get up. After 2 weeks in the hospital they finally diagnosed her with Terminal Leukemia. She was sent home to live the time remaining with her family. Mom was a fighter and amazed her Dr when she passed the projected time of her passing. Somehow her body had put itself into remission and she could possibly have up to 6 more months to live. Unfortunately, she injured her foot and was given pain medication that made her nauceous and she couldn't continue to eat the high fiber diet. She was out of remission just as soon as it started. She lived her final days at Dove House and with her family surrounding her she passed on.
I have had 3 back surgeries in the past 4 years and she was the one who drove me to Dr appt's and stayed with me all night. She was my strength to make it through this final and worse operation.
She had 3 children and 4 grandchildren and 9 great grandchildren, all who she was active in their care. She went to sports and watched the little one's play.
We are estranged from our father. Without my mom I feel so lost and am not sure how much longer I can act like I am so strong and dealing with her loss. I can't stop crying when I am alone and wonder why she had to leave and not someone who didn't deserve life. I am so doubting my religion and am weighing all options. How am I supposed to make it through the next year of agonizing physical therapy without her by my side? She so wanted to live, she was so worried about us on her death bed instead of her shortened life. She was such a beautiful person inside and out.
I really don't think that anything that someone say's will ever matter in helping me to grieve but just having this oppurtunity to write my feelings out and not hold them inside helps for this moment.
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