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Comment by drummergirl on August 29, 2015 at 1:17pm

Hello Gwamma:

I too lost my significant other to congestive heart failure.  The only thing was that the CHF was not caught until after he succumbed unexpectedly to it in September 2014.  I know the feeling of feeling abandoned and empty.  I have been feeling that way too!  Sending peace and hugs.

Comment by Gwamma on August 29, 2015 at 10:29am
Hello everyone. I lost my Harry in July 2014 to congestive heart failure. It's been one day at a time since then. It is starting to feel like this emptiness is never going to end.! I feel abandoned .
Comment by Okbobbo on August 27, 2015 at 12:22am
Damianino, we celebrated my Laur's birthday today with family and friends. She would have been seventy five. Thank you for the beautiful poem that expresses our love so well. Peace.
Comment by Damianino! on August 26, 2015 at 2:16pm

Joan Inya Ozioma Oyibo -26 August 1973 -21 March 2014 

The weight of a thousand photographs, impression of images, smiles and laughs, Memories frozen for all of eternity, Still they won't bring you back to me.
Pixalated promises in a perfect pose, With each click and capture, love grows. Always to see, the moments of time, When you and me created the rhythmic rhyme.
We were once perfect clarity and full exposure, Now, turning the albums, looking for closure. Tears falling down cheeks that miss your kiss, Once, we had it all, every spectrum of bliss. The lens won't focus, my eyes are not clear, I need you now, I wish to God you were here.
Slideshow of portraits engraved on my heart. I'll always love you, even when death do we part.

Comment by Belynne on August 26, 2015 at 12:35pm
Hello to everyone here.I joined WV recently. My husband died Dec. 30, 2014 of primary liver cancer as a complication of Hepatitis C and cirrhosis. He died eleven months after his diagnosis, and fortunately felt relatively well until the last two months of his life. We were married 31 years with no children. He was 66, I 57. Learning how to be a widow and trying to put my life back together has been the most difficult thing I've ever had to do. Like others here, there are days when I sit on my bed all day with my IPad and TV, doing not much else. I miss my husband so much. I dream about him all the time. It's nice to know there are other people here who understand and don't judge.
Comment by Camaro1969 on August 26, 2015 at 11:52am

MickeysLove your not nutty, I think sometimes when you need them they come around just to verify to you that they are there even though we feel like they are not. A few months after my Alex passed I felt someone sit on my bed next to me and kiss me like he did every Saturday morning letting me sleep in, it only happen once but was comforting. One other time my friend who never met him saw a shadow of Alex behind me at my home one evening. A few weeks ago my coworker saw our boss who passed away 19 months ago standing behind his wife at our office, when he took a second look he was gone. So, your not nutty. I feel its actually a gift in my eyes.

Comment by MickeysLove (Sandi) on August 26, 2015 at 11:39am

Weird thing happened to me the other day; quite often when my husband was alive he and our little Bichon dog would sit on the loveseat in front of our large living room window and wait for me to come home from work. I could usually just see his face looking out the window.  Well the other day, I came home from work, backed my car into the driveway and got out, I was heading down the driveway to get the mail before I went in the house, and as I was shutting the door on my car I glanced up at the window to see if the dog was there, but I could have swore I saw my husbands face looking at me happy that I was home.  It freaked me out, I got the mail and on my way back to the car to get my stuff I looked at the window again and nothing, just the dog nose prints that my dog had left.  It was kind of comforting and freaky at the same time.  I wonder if he comes during the day and keeps my dog company when I'm not there.  For a long time after my husband passed the dog wouldn't sit up in the window and in the last month or so she has just started doing it again.  She is there everyday when I come home, and gets off and greets me at the door when I come in.  I miss my husband so much, I wonder if I'm having hallucinations that he is there because I do miss him so much.

Feeling a bit nutty here.....


Comment by Trish on August 25, 2015 at 5:57pm

I was at our cabin over the weekend and e-mail is not available. So when I came home I had all these emails to read!  To know I am not the only one who wants to stay in bed with the covers pulled over my head, or the only one whose family gets "quiet" when I talk of my guy, or the only one that cries every day and sometimes for days on end helps me feel not so lonely!

Comment by drummergirl on August 24, 2015 at 7:08am

Thanks for that note of reassurance, cmllips.  :)  

Comment by cmllips on August 24, 2015 at 12:50am
Sunflower and drummergirl, I talk about my husband all the time. I've seen on here that some people have experienced what you have but I decided if it happened to me I wouldn't let it bother me. If I can't talk about Doug then I'm not healing and to hell with whom it makes uncomfortable. We shouldn't let other peoples unease about conversations that include our loved ones dictate how we interact with other people. Just last weekend after a funeral for a young man my son's age whom committed suicide I said that "Doug was kicking Kenney's ass right now for taking his own life" and all of my friends agreed whole heartedly. Helped lighten the load that afternoon since the funeral parlor was so packed that they opened extra seating in the back and this happened to be where the kids and I viewed Doug before he was cremated. Guess where I had to sit? Just say what's on your mind about your loved one and don't worry about your friends. If they can't handle it they'll either tell you or they'll move on. And if they move on they aren't very good friends.

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