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WhereNow your Story is a Mirror Image of mine . 5 1/2 Years and the pain, heartache and grief are still as overwhelming as the day it happened.
(((Shelley)))Good for you!Google "synchronicity" or Carl Jung who coined the term ...The rose petals were undeniably meant for you!
Well.... my husband may have answered my question. When we lived in San Francisco, my husband would get up early, before heading to work, when it was still dark, and bicycle to the Golden Gate Park Rose Garden to pick me a rose. I know, very wrong thing to do. But he would leave a beautiful rose on the doorstep before he headed to work. And he continued to buy me countless bunches of roses over the years. And today as I was walking the dogs in Santa Cruz, along the levy path, there were suddenly a dozen rose petals on the ground in front of me. I know they had probably fallen off a Mother's Day bouquet. But there they were. Made me think of him and feel a little peaceful.
Thank you, Marti67. I'm so sorry for your loss. Your story did give me hope. It's so dark and so quiet and so frightening, but you finally saw some light. Thank you for sharing your story. Blessings to you.
I'm so confused. It seems like when I'm the most overwhelmed, the most fragile, crying the hardest, I can't feel connected to my husband. Several weeks ago, for a split second when I was waking up in the morning, it felt like he was with me. I had actually slept soundly for a few hours and I felt sort of at peace. For about a week, as I continued to feel somewhat at peace, I continued to feel close to my husband- like he was really with me. Then I sank back into the abyss, and now I can't feel him or see any signs from him. Do I need to feel somewhat calm and emotionally quiet to feel my husband's presence?
2nd partUnexpected, one day I had the first moment I noticed Spring was coming. It was Valentine Day, and I had to go to the cemetery (on that day!) for some bureaucracy with indifferent employees used to handle documents without to see that I was the 46 y.o. wife of a 51 y.o. man died too early for my humble opinion.I went out to the cemetery and glanced to the very boule sky, and the mild air and smiled. It was the 1st time after 6 months.After that I started to have soome little moments, they were just a few each month, then each week... I still has trouble to understand how to really "accept" what happened, and to put the word "widow" after my name. But the tunnel wasn't at least so black.I can tell you now that I needed two whole years to go out from the unacceptance phase of grief. And another year to be able to tell that I love my life again.I was a horrible, terrible, hard over any description path. But I had no any choice. I often told in that months that if I gave up, death would have done 2 victims, and my hubby wouldn't like to see me destroyed.I have a new life now, a very more deep, aware, spiritual life. I am aware now that life is a gift and thank any single day God gives me.Yes I still have some sad moments, like this week (his birthday was May, 11), but in all the rest of time am not a shocked, desperade woman. I am stronger now, and have nomore fear of Death Hopefully my words can give you some hope and faith in futureLove to you all
So sorry for you all :(.My husband died suddenly and unexpectedly on 09-/21/2013. I am Italian and live in Rome so sorry for my poor English. it' s a lot of time I weren't here to read and write... pls read to the end :)That morning my hubby was with our eldest son, 17. Went to buy schoolbooks and flowers for thew balcony.. I felt unwell, went home and checked the blood pressure which was too high. He told our son he'd like to rest a while for feeling better, fall asleep and in 10 minutes died. Our first son who was in his room heared some strange noises and run into our bedroom and found him with fixed open eyes, tried to give him heart massage, screamed his borther to call 911 and tried to call me (I was at work).The day after was our 23th marriage anniversary, after other 11 years as fiancee.Life totaly crashed over me. I had a PTSD, had troubles to just get out of bed, and everything, even the littlest one, made me feel overwhelmed and "too much" for me.Our sons and my mom just took care of everything, meals, laundry and so on... after 15 days my loved clients ( i am an IBCLC, lactation consultant and have a parents support center) forced me to get out home and come back work.Luckily, God sent me a lot of help. For ex. my homeopath became a EMDR pratictioner just the day my husband died and suggested me to start asap EMDR. It was hard, like to go every week into a washing machine, but helped me a lot to fight against the PTSD.I was totaly destroyes and had a couple of times in which I *understood* why some people commit suicide.I fel myself into a tunnel without an exit. A very dark, black, without any hope and way out one.How could I keep on living in that deep desperation? I felt My soulmate left me alone (and I was soooo angry with him for it some weeks) and my life had no chance to restore in any way.I saw nomore any reason to smile, to be happy for a sunny day, or for any other reason.The thought of what happened was the one which with I woke up, I spent the day, and fell asleep. Just sleeping gave me some relief because I stopped to dream for almost all nights.But, I told you to read to the end, pls do not stop here more hopeless than 10 minutes before.read 2nd msg (too long)
My husband died on 11/6/2017.
I don't think anything can prepare us for the pain. I'm so very, very sorry, Ann. We have each other here, and that is a comfort.
I'm so sorry, Ann. My husband died suddenly and unexpectedly on 11/10/2017. He had just been 'a little tired'. I was also not prepared for the pain. I am so sorry for your loss.
Hi, my name is Ann and I am Scottish. Last November 21, 2017 my husband passed suddenly and unexpectedly having felt unwell a few hours before. Has been 6 months since I lost him. Nothing in life has prepared me for this pain.
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