I just wonder how our mothers, fathers, grandparents and ancestors grieved when their spouse's passed without the use of the internet, and bereavement groups, Hospice, counselors, online grief groups, and medication. All of those who have gone on before us and even those millions and millions who are in turmoil for what we all are all going through, whether they are celebrity or infamous, pain is pain. Even with having a support network and the help that is available nowadays it is still so very difficult to bear. How did they ever do it? Since time began, there has been an ocean of tears. How did they do it? I don't have the answer, but I just think it must have been harder back then.
In every aspect of life things have gotten more convenient, like pen and paper to the computer and from rubbing sticks together to electricity, kids don't even know what a 45 or 78 inch record, an 8-track tape or a cassette is, how could they know? As time goes on we have it easier, but we don't even realize it, so how could we know? Which makes me think that for all the sorrow each of us is going through, like it is with the M-13 gangs, and the street violence where kids have been murdered for a pair of sneakers, there are those out there in the world that have no conscience and are desensitized to the human condition. No wonder I feel lots of people don't understand me or what we are going through. (I guess this was my centennial minute for this century.)
Don't mind me, I'm just thinking out loud. I have no one else to talk to. Everyone has their work or family issues and I have nothing better to do than analyze the entire world. Maybe my son was right, to consider in getting a volunteer job. (Don't know if I can.) He mentioned this soon after his Dad passed away (I hate to say the word died when it applies to him) but I just want to isolate unless I go out with family. I don't think I should depend on my loved ones to heal me 24/7. When I do go out I get distracted, and I feel better, but I still come home alone and the invevitable sadness returns. After all, I'm only human. Intellectually I know Dan is with me, but I still wish he was still here with me in person. I don't like to face this cruel world alone. But, I wouldn't want Danny to be still suffering either. I guess I just needed to vent what is within me, and if you read all of this, you are a Saint.
God bless and ((Hugs)),
Suzanne
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Suzanne, isnt it amazing how we are analyzing the world now. Even what we see daily during our errands or tv or whatever. We certainly see things differantly. I'm good at analyzing anyway but it seems like I am always doing that now.I suppose its because we are seeing it in a whole new light. I guess "back in the day" there was no one to help. You just lumped it. I cant do that but what can I say.Its a terrible situation and at least we have this site. Hugs to you. Hugs are go.
Suzanne, you are so right on. the word keeps changing, the bad thing is it's changing for the worse as you said and it's really sad, so i am having fun replaying my life, all of it and it is turning out to be so enjoyable. the laughs the things we used to do people you have forgotten. i'm going to enjoy being in my world as long as i can, because right now thats all that counts. and hopefully enjoy the future as best i can. hugs
One of the biggest differences between then and now is that the women where not out of the home working at a paying job like they are now. Not saying they didn't toil, but they were more physically available. Many homes contained three generations, as did mine growing up, and they were a support to each other. Social interaction was their "entertainment" as the solitary pursuits of TV, computers, gaming is ours. We have things easier these days, but seem to be busier for some reason. Kids like to be social with each other, but it's not face to face: FaceBook, phone, texting, etc. Too bad we don't learn how important personal friendships are until we need them ourselves.
Just think of how much entertainment is based on violence; it's no wonder there is a general desensitizing. By time a child hits his teen years he's watched hundreds of killings, and all as fun. When the real thing happens, the brain sees it in the same light as all the others. Scary.
Suzanne, Venting is very good for you. We all need to vent. And not only because of the suffering we are enduring at this time, but everyone needs to vent. Our problem is that we had our husbands to vent to and now we are alone and it is very difficult to get someone to give you the time to say what is really on your mind.
I think our grandparents, etc. had more family around them all the time. Maybe back then, families understood what the pain was like and were able to offer more support. Maybe everyone was not so involved in their own lives that they had more time for each other. I think people stayed closer to home because they did not have the transportation available to them that we have today.
Maybe your son was right in suggesting a volunteer job. However, getting out during the day is great but when you come home to an empty house the pain meets you at the door and you just can't get away from it. I try to get out as much as I can but when I get back home, it is here all over again.
I think my little puppy has helped me so very much. When I go to bed at night, she is there with me and it is amazing how little bed we need because she sleeps right up against me. It's not what I want but it is all I can have now and it has to help.
I did have to chuckle about the records and the 8 track's and the cassettes. The cars today don't even have cassette players in them anymore. DVD's are going the way of CD's and now Blu-Ray is in. Things are going so quickly. If you buy a computer today, tomorrow it is obsolete because something new has come out. You just cannot keep up with it.
No matter how good our children are to us, we cannot depend on them 24/7 to help us get through. I just try to tell them that everything is okay and hope that they believe it. They have their own lives to live and I cannot expect them to stop their world because mine came crashing down.
Suzanne, we just need to hang in there and be here for each other because we truly know the feeling of losing someone we love, the only we have loved. It is so sad that the only way we know the feeling is by experiencing it for ourselves. I Thank God for all the great people on this site because they have helped me tremendously. It is very important to have someone that you can talk to and you don't need to pretend that everything is okay. Friday will be our 47th wedding anniversary and Tuesday, Nov. 9th will be one year since my husband passed. This is a really tough time for me right now.
Suzanne, I really like what you wrote, and it certainly does make one think of the differences in our world. Also, by analyzing the world, it shows your brain is still working! On another note, you do not want to isolate yourself & stay home alone; even if it means a chance to drive to the mall & walk around. You are then getting exercise, which is a good thing. Plus, if you do walking, you will make yourself hungry & force yourself to eat, when sometimes I know you don't even care if you do. We all certainly do miss our spouse, but have no control on God's order for our lives. You stated that you know Dan is with you, & I feel the same way. I also feel like you do that I wish Kevin was here in person - even if it was to watch him sleep on the couch. It will be 2 yrs for me on the 29th of this mo, & I still grieve, but have more good days. I am now able to remember him & our memories with happiness & smile when I look at his picture. And no, I don't think I am a Saint cause I read your whole message! God Bless You & Hugs to, as Randolph always says! Here on this site we all can feel the hugs & love!
One of the biggest differences between then and now is that the women where not out of the home working at a paying job like they are now. Not saying they didn't toil, but they were more physically available. Many homes contained three generations, as did mine growing up, and they were a support to each other. Social interaction was their "entertainment" as the solitary pursuits of TV, computers, gaming is ours. We have things easier these days, but seem to be busier for some reason. Kids like to be social with each other, but it's not face to face: FaceBook, phone, texting, etc. Too bad we don't learn how important personal friendships are until we need them ourselves.
Just think of how much entertainment is based on violence; it's no wonder there is a general desensitizing. By time a child hits his teen years he's watched hundreds of killings, and all as fun. When the real thing happens, the brain sees it in the same light as all the others. Scary.
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