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Thanksgiving - er sry
A very difficult day for all Americans sending you all a little strength to get through it. Remember you are all stronger than steele as you have so much love to carry you through. Just do your best. May your God go with you. Pip
Last night I let my dog out and after a bit I heard him barking. He does not bark as a rule. I called him and he did not come (well, he is deaf). I went out to see what he was barking at and saw a critter lying against the fence. On getting closer, I saw it was a possum and I thought it was dead (save the possum playing dead remarks!). I went and got a shovel and pail, intending to pick it up. When I got back to it, he blinked his little evil eyes at me!
So suddenly I had a LIVE creature to deal with!
Yes this is where i really miss having Ed. He would have known what to do.
What did I do at 8:30 at night? I called neighbors. Two did not respond but the third one across the street did. Tom came over.
Of course, by the time he came over, the critter was gone! Was he somewhere in my fenced in area (this is where I let my dog out)? He was nowhere to be seen in the clear section. Tom said he could be back in the brush and leaves but he wasn't going there!
The possum was gone and I am fairly certain he is not in the penned area now.
But it was wonderful to have a neighbor respond. I thanked him profusely. He is the same neighbor who plowed me out a few times last winter without a word and who replaced my kitchen switch (he is an electrician).
One of my other neighbors did call back and he totally reassured me about the possum, that it was gone and it was normal. If this had happened in the daylight, that would be another story.
So long story but mostly to say that I often feel very alone but now I know that I am not when it matters.
widow85, it is either widow brain or anticipation. Call it what you like. Know you are normal and we all go through it. Sometimes for every important date that has lots of memories. Usually not so much or as often as you move away from the death date. It does happen to each and every one of us, so you have plenty of company.
Me too, the one year anniversay is coming up, and it's got me scrambled. I wore two different shoes to work last week! Going to the wrong conference rooms for meetings at the wrong times. Hanging out late at the office because he's not there to come home to. Having trouble sleeping again. Yet replaying our old arguments in my head -- what's up with that?
Just over 11 months now. Sometimes I can't even believe I made it this far. Today I reached for my phone to call my husband - it took me two seconds to realize...the rush of sadness that came over me seemed as heavy as day one.
barbee - Thanks for the book recommendation. I plan to check them out.
widow85 - I know only too well about not being able to tackle messes and such. I have to tell you though that your post made me laugh out loud! What a wonderful sense of humor you have. And personally the drinking more sounds good to me! (laughing)
These posts about houses and messes are spot on and just at the right time for me. I can barely get in the front door by the home office because I set up a long table with all the income tax/medical deductions piles of paper and it's still there a month after Oct. 15 (I did leave it up intentionally for awhile in case I got audited.) The basement is such a nightmare I look straight ahead while carting the laundry up and down. We had to replace our sewer pipe last October and me and my spouse's home health care worker just madly crammed shelves and boxes and equipment and furniture all on one side so the basement floor could be dug up. Then the kids and I yanked boxes out to find photos and mementos for the memorial service video show last January. It looks like a combination tornado-earthquake hit down there. This September the yard became infested with fleas, which attacked the dogs, so I sprinkled food grade diatomaceous earth all over the floorboards to kill the fleas inside. It didn't vacumn up very well and it looks like I'm runnning a not-very-tidy cocaine factory. One tiny victory -- I got a bunch of bulbs planted right before the weather turned cold and nasty. But did I get the leaves raked? Heck no. I looked at my wine rack the other day and it was festooned with cobwebs. I either need to clean or drink more! The place is such a mess I bought a 16 lb. turkey and am inviting everyone I can think of who are not celebrating with family so I am forced to clean up.
booktime (Susan), you will find your new normal. It will happen.
Yesterday I was reading Walking on Water by Richard Paul Evans. It is the fifth and final book in his walking series, which is all about hope. He lost his wife, then his business partner stole his business and clients, then the bank foreclosed on his house. It is a thoughtful, wise, and helpful series that I recommend to anyone who is grieving. If you don't read much or have difficulty concentrating now, it is an easy series of books to read.
Here are a couple quotes from the fifth book:
"...it's good to take counsel from the past but not to be ruled by it. Otherwise we end up using today to fight yesterday's battles and miss tomorrow's promise."
"I learned in the jungles of Vietnam that when faced with overwhelming loss and stress, a man must choose to live and find his own way through his broken heart."
Grief is new to us because we are in the midst of it, but it has been going on for thousands of years and will continue to do so. Just our turn right now and it ain't easy, is it?
May whomever is reading this have a soft and peaceful day.
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