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Since He Died...

Started by Crabby. Last reply by Roxi on Friday. 7 Replies

People are always telling me how strong I am.  I don't feel strong.  It's rare that a day goes by when I don't cry.  You could probably count on one hand how many days I haven't cried since July 29,…Continue

He deserved so much more love

Started by KJPE. Last reply by Mrs Bear on Thursday. 11 Replies

At least once a day, I feel intensely frustrated & sad because my husband was exceptionally wonderful to me, and I keep wanting to give him more love and cannot believe that I can't any more. …Continue

Walking the line tonight

Started by BlueRoses. Last reply by lulu74 May 15. 3 Replies

The line between what is and what was. It is more of a tightrope, that often at this hour starts to fray. My sailor, soared last August. He was a young, bright, tenacious man, who left this planet at…Continue

Old Mementos

Started by Crabby. Last reply by Roxi May 1. 3 Replies

Tonight I was going through boxes in the basement, trying to declutter some because I have to move.  Don died 9 months ago yesterday.  i went out to get pizza, and when I came home, I found him. He…Continue

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Comment by Seashell on March 27, 2018 at 1:17pm

April 11th marks the 5th anniversary of Jerry's passing. Driving to work this morning I was struck at how those last days before his passing came to mind. Again, I am asking myself if I had been too busy to give him the attention and love he needed. Out of the clear blue a memory came. It was the night we were sleeping at my daughter's house while she was in the hospital after having her baby. We were on separate couches and I could tell that Jerry needed comforting. He did like cuddling and I guess he was feeling he needed some comfort at that moment. I asked him if he wanted to come lay on my couch and I held him. Today, he is telling me to hold onto that memory. 

Comment by going.on.slowly on March 20, 2018 at 8:22pm

It is such a long, bumpy road we walk with many twists and turns and obstacles in our path...those moments of peace are a wonderful gift.  ❤️❤️❤️

Comment by shelley on March 20, 2018 at 3:57pm

Thank you, Mich2018.  Beautiful story.  Wonderful to think that there is the possibility of peace and comfort ahead.  

Comment by IBelieveInYou on March 20, 2018 at 3:41pm

Mich2018, thanks for sharing that. I too found, for me, Thursday early mornings to be terrible for a long time. I'm glad you wrote today. 

Comment by InsideLove on March 18, 2018 at 4:28am

My husband had the foresight to take all our family videos from my family in the 1960s to his videos of him, my  son and I, and transfer them from film to DVD. He did this about 10 years ago. I have 24 DVD with videos of holidays, trips, our son growing up, milestone birthdays and events, all, on video. Some have an hour on them others 2 to 3 hours. Granted, and I don’t know how it could be unless we were a reality show,  while not our entire life they are enough to help allevitate my pain of missing him. Somehow, seeing and hearing him are actually helping my pain.

Since the videos are on DVD and that input is difficult for much of my family, I am slowly but  thoroughly enjoying looking at each one, then transferring over to USB flash drives, movements in time they might enjoy because they too are in the videos. Or it’s a small enough clip I can email them a copy. Or even a fewer amount of times, the clip is just 2 to 4 minutes and I text it to them. They ALL love this. OR at least, no one yet has told me to stop.

One hour or watching, seems to do me in. Usually it’s him behind the camera so I hear his voice.At least 50% he’s either teaching me to use the video camera with him in the picture, or I’ve mastered the video camera and he’s in it body and voice, or better yet, he’s got it on a tripod and we are together.

Lately I’ve taken 30 minute or longer videos and edit them.  A 30 minutes video often takes another 15 or 20 to denote minutes and seconds for a scene because it means watching again to denote start/stop seconds, 

I now have over a dozen shorter clips of JUST him on my iPhone. I LOVE that when I have to travel alone, I can go to the videos and play a 5 minute segment of him in a fashion show, or talking to me at the camera about one of his new cars, or him enjoying a time with our son, or his family; so many to choose from to make these short softeners of time past, and memories never to be made again with him. A continuing bond which seems to be softening this most dreaded life path.

I LOVE that I have this treasure. More so I love he actually thought through that ONE of us would be somehow finding comfort from the videos. More so than the 25,000+/- photos I have.

I love seeing him, hearing him, and the smiles or laughter each memory brings to me. But as I hint at, an hour is often so sad because I know, he’s no longer here to enjoy a trip to Sedona AZ with, or hold the video on him playing with our granddaughters, or build another house together; it’s never going to be the same again.

Still I find, when I allow myself to simply enjoy them, knowing THIS is the man I love, the life I loved, the love of my life, then a little more pain, sure just a smidge of the pain, eases up. It’s weird really. Weird in that such a continuing bond helps hold my love in my heart and the grief softens up a little.

I haven’t been checking in here so often except to read and be comforted with what you all share. I learn from each of you here. Thank you for sharing your experience so openly, sometimes even so painfully. 

Comment by MPMom (Colleen) on March 17, 2018 at 2:49pm

I actually have a 25ish minute video my husband made years ago.  He participated in somewhat risky activities (BASE jumping, finding new rock climbing locations and lines, mountaineering, skydiving, wingsuit BASE, etc) and while in a class for BASE, he was instructed to make a video or write a letter that would be delivered to your loved ones should the unfortunate happen.  This was to try and drive home to the students the fact that the activity involved risk and were they ready to accept that, and potentially leave loved ones behind.  As soon as my husband died, I remembered this.  I knew I would be getting a letter or video.  He had made it a few years ago and gave it to his best friend for safekeeping with instructions to give it to me should the unthinkable happen.  It was handed to me within the first week of his accident.  I knew immediately what I was being given but knew I could not watch it.  I didn't know when I would be ready to watch it, but it turns out I accidentally found the files on his computer a month or so later and started watching it before I knew what it was.  Once I started, I couldn't stop.  I have since watched it dozens of times and while it's been a while since I watched it, I can now sometimes make it through without crying my eyes out.  But there he is, laughing, smiling at me, talking, living, breathing.  In it he left messages, words of wisdom, and thoughts for the girls and I as well as anyone who knew and loved him.  I have made copies and shared it with his family and his closest friends.  As it turns out, he had actually made a first version of this before taking the class.  He had been in China, alone on the side of a mountain when the 9.0 earthquake hit a many (9?) years ago.  He was within 50km of the epicenter.  Before making his way back down the mountain, through 100s of aftershocks, massive land slides and rock slides, he made a quick video saying goodbye to us, then packed the camera safely buried deep inside his backpack.  Upon getting safely home (he has quite an amazing story of survival there) he deleted the video, but then realized it wasn't a bad thing to have to leave behind and made another, but this time took more time and thought in to it.  Anyway, I should watch it again soon.  We have other videos of him on adventures, on family trips, etc, but this is different.  I treasure them all.

Comment by Rkay on March 17, 2018 at 5:53am

I was thinking this morning about why doing the living day to day is so..I don't really want to say difficult..because I am doing it..but every morning when my eyes open and I wake up..it hits. I have 6 kids.  I have always my whole adult life been surrounded by a bit of chaos..noise chaos..and all the chaos that comes from raising a brood..the kids dad and I divorced about 15 years ago or so.  Then I met Howard and he accepted me and all the baggage of said brood..like a champ!  His exact words when I laughed and said "you do NOT want to marry me" was ~ as he took my hand and held in in a hug "we will do it together"...  and we did..the kids loved him.  But they still have their dad to turn to.  And my thought as a mom of grown kids is that it is not their job to entertain me..I consider it a win that they are busy and carrying on with their own lives.  But the silence after being used to all that noise..is weird.  I quilt so I have a hobby to keep me busy..and am fortunate enough to work from home..which means I don't get out much.  I try to and do about once a week or so..but again..its weird.   I've thought about moving..but I have horses, chickens, dogs, cats..which I did not have before..some days I wonder what I got myself into..but I love them all.  They just set limits on what I do..how far I go day to day..no one likes missing a meal. =)

Comment by Rkay on March 17, 2018 at 5:18am

Peaceful3616 ~ Jessica..thank you so much for the link to the voicemail saver.  What a relief.  I have been thinking that I am going to have to replace the phones one day..or what if they just stop working..The voice is way more valuable than anything at this point.  Cheers to your day!  ..as I sip my first cup of coffee..I salute you. =)

Comment by Gunnerx2 (Carol) on March 17, 2018 at 4:32am

Frank, all I can say is what a beautiful gift that will be one day.  For you to listen to when you are ready and for your children to have for prosperity on the love and respect their parents had for each other and for them.  I love this story.  Carol

Comment by Frank on March 16, 2018 at 9:25pm

HI All,

Our "Greeting" was "You have reached Frank and Susan, please your number and we will call you back as soon as we can."  I could not change that recording until this last year (5 years out.).  The kids were pestering me, pleading that I change it as each time they called me and I was out, they heard that recording and it hurt them.

Before I retired from the Navy, I was making 9 month cruises, and three month cruises and one month cruises. Each night I would sit down and using a cassette tape, I would  "Talk" a note to her.  I'd tell her what I could of what had gone on and how much our "Phone Patches" meant to me.  Very nearly each night I would get on the radio and through Navy MARS, I would talk with her.  "Hi Honey, I love you, (OVER)  that was how we communicated with our spouses while at sea.  Each man got 3-5 minutes to chat with their wives, mothers, family, or girlfriends.  Since I ran the radio, the first call each night was to Susan to "test the frequency" and the last call of the night was to her to tell her "good night."

Susan really liked the cassette tapes, and she would set the recorder on the kitchen table while she and the children ate dinner.  They would talk about their school day, field trips, or the dogs ( we had a kennel and raised King Size German Shepherds).  Susan would also talk about her work day and any problems with the car or house.  At 9pm the children were banished to their rooms for the night and Susan would take the recorder into the bedroom and expand on the dinner side of the tape if necessary, tell me more about what was going on, and, she started to sneak "X Rated stuff" onto side two of the tape.  I took up her lead and the first side was navy & ship stuff, and the second side was X Rated.  Last month, I found those tapes.  Susan had saved them all these years.  By now I have forgotten sound her voice, and honestly, I'm afraid to even pick up one of them muchless play one.  I will listen to them, I just don't know when, and I'm sure I'll be a mess from the beginning to the end of each tape.

HUGs

Frank

 

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