Who am I?
My name is tammy i am forty years old. I have four children and three beautiful grandchildren. On september 22nd ,2009. I lost my father , i found him dead on my couch. My father died from liver disease. My dad and i were very close i was devasted when he died.Almost three weeks later i was told by the army that my son was dead.On october 14th, 2009 i had the army show up at my door and tell me that my 21 year old son had hung himself , i told them there was no possiable way that my son could have done that because i had just talked to him a coupke of days prior to that. We had both made promises to each other and my son was not the type of person to break promises ecspecially to his own son.The day of my son richards funeral they changed his suicide to a homicide investagation. In the beginning i thought that i would be able to handle my son dieing if he was murdered but after they told me that he was killed i started having nightmares. Now i'm afraid to sleep, i dont really eat actually i really havent eaten anything in about two months when i do eat i throw up. I'm so misserable and lonely, lost ,confussed, and empty it's just not even funny anymore . i just want to give up actually i pretty much already have . I just can't go on withhout my son i miss him so very much. His birthday is on november 9th and i just don't know what o do.
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My name is Leslie...I lost my son Jordan too; he was only 23 yrs old.
(He is the tall one on the rt. in my pic.)
I am grieving with you...and I will be praying for you also. When Jordan first died, I was too weak to even pray. But I had others that prayed for me. This I will do for you, to help you through.
You have gone through a double tragedy; oh, how I feel your emptiness, and your pain. When Jordan died, I found myself in so much pain...I thought I was going to die. I didn't want to...I felt like I was going to. The numbness that was there the first few days, started turning into a empty burn, if that is possible. I remember thinking..."it is trying to consume me". The hole it left inside me, I couldv'e swore I was going to fall into. But I didn't.
I remember promising myself, for my son, that I would be okay. I am still not there yet; but I will be okay, someday. The reason why I say that, is I know my son. And MY son would feel bad, and feel he was to blame, if I didn't do good. He would feel as though my life was ruined because of him. And I never would want him to feel that way. I hurt so bad everyday, like you. I feel part of me is gone...like you. I look below at your son's pic.s, What a beautiful boy. Look at that smile. So full of life...so very young. We will never get over this, but we will get through it...together. God Bless you and your family. Write me any time, okay? .......Leslie
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