In 2002, I reluctantly entered the world of grief, when my husband, Bill died after four months of paralysis from tumors of his brainstem. I found comfort in my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ…the same God who carried Bill through all of the pain, sorrow and loss…in His hands.
I write magazine articles about finding hope in the midst of grief and loss. I’ve also written an as yet unpublished memoir of my own grief walk.
Writing is my passion, my joy and my therapy. Join me here in a journey through the many facets of grief. I welcome your comments and your stories.
Kim,
I’m sorry. That makes it so much harder, doesn’t it?
My Mom was my rock because she was always there for me, through a husband leaving me and my two older sons and basically disappearing from their lives,to a abusive relationship that gave me my last son who I went through my pregnancy alone and I am the only parent he’s ever known. She was always there for me when I felt like I couldn’t do it one minute more, for 12 years of this I knew that there was always someone who I could turn too when I needed someone. She always could make me feel like I could do anything and that I was a lot stronger than I thought I was. We were more than mother and daughter she was my best friend!
Kim,
I’m so glad you wrote your mom that letter. What a comfort to have done that and what a treasure for you to have. It sounds as though you two were very close.
In what ways was she your rock?
Thank you for responding, the empty hole feeling is very hard to deal I keep telling myself it will be easier when all the “firsts” are over. The one comfort I have is that after my grandmother passed and there was so much I wish I had put into words,I wrote my mother a letter. I put into words all that my mother meant to me,there was nothing that was unsaid, and she had kept it for all these years and after her funeral I brought it home with me.
Kim,
I’m so sorry about the loss of your mom. Must be even harder since you two talked on the phone everyday. That “empty hole” is hard to deal with, isn’t it? It WILL get less painful over time though.
I’ll be thinking of you on the 19th. “Firsts” keep coming up, doing they?
My mother passed away September 28th, 2010 I wasn’t with her when she passed and I didn’t get to say goodbye. My mother was my rock, though we didn’t see each other often we talked everyday on the phone. I feel like there is an empty hole inside me that will never go away. Two weeks from today March 19th would have been her 73rd birthday. I dread that day, just when I seem to be doing better another first comes along. I miss her so much,and it hurts…….
Linda,
I am so very sorry for your double loss. What tragedies!
Your head must be spinning.
It will take awhile to make sense of your losses. Not easy. My heart is with you.
Thank you for sharing. Please feel free to comment anytime and I’ll get back to you.
Tragedy has struck my family twice within a year and a half. During early May last year, my mother was found dead at the bottom of the stairs at her home. Cause of death was alcohol intoxication. On November 11, 2010, my sister died under similar circumstances. She was found dead in her bathroom. She died from alcohol and drug overdose coupled with severe head trauma when she passed out and hit the floor.
Needless to say, my heart is shattered as I try to make sense of these losses. Maybe this sight can help—
Linda
Welcome to my blog, Lisa.
I’m so sorry for your loss. May God strengthen you.
Sandi
I heard about this blog from the grief class I attend through Sytsema funeral homes. Thank you for offering this place to chat and gain insight.
Lisa