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Grieving?? (pg. 2)
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| Echo of Silence |
My father was really a big part of our lives. Very dominant, talented, entertaining, intelligent, vibrant...
I think I went totally numb when he died. He seemed so young and healthy. Not overweight. Didn't smoke. Very healthy, fit. My family just seemed to crumble maybe myself more than the others. You know, we (people) get kind of self centered when we're in pain so we don't notice how much others are hurting or how they're dealing with the loss.
I'd stand at the kitchen window at like 4, 5am, looking out into the darkness, waiting for him. I knew he would come home. I knew he wasn't dead. Like day after day. I'd wait, knowing he would come home.
Blah.
Finally, one of his brothers said I needed to get out of the house so they sent me to Greenland where one of his other brothers lived and that was probably worse because my uncle there looked so much like my father, I would have to shake my head to clear the confusion.
So I returned to our home and just dealt with it. I think recognizing how difficult it was for my mother and trying to teach her how to plan without him, budget, maybe helped me to move beyond my own loss...plus I had younger sisters and a younger brother...I think in the end it was me stop thinking about myself that enabled me to move forward... |
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| jupiterone |
| quote: | Originally posted by akalouda
and are you grieving? |
no, life goes on |
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| Echo of Silence |
| quote: | Originally posted by elFreak
if you knew english she might still be alive. |
How said you are that you would post something like this. |
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| Lira |
I lost my godmother earlier this year.
It was really bizarre. She was gorgeous and it all happened very suddenly. One day she was diagnosed with cancer and, soon afterwards, I saw her lying in a bed, with tubes all around her body and whatnot.
I've never been able to actually talk about it, although I'm thankful for the support given by a few TA's (sorry for not getting back to some of you, by the way). But, when I think of what happened, I barely even know what to say.
I was by her side when she died, and it was my mum that noticed she had stopped breathing (she was on my godmother's left side, I was on the right). She used to be a really lively person, and nothing freaked me out more than the fact that she was standing there, still, and she wouldn't ever move again.
It gave me a whole new insight on life. I became a more laid-back person, less stubborn, less "spiritual", and more willing to take chances. |
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| Halcyon+On+On |
| Please, guys, don't spill your hearts out into a troll thread. |
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| akalouda |
| quote: | Originally posted by Echo of Silence
How said you are that you would post something like this. |
he deleted it...maybe he has a soul after all. |
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| Echo of Silence |
| quote: | Originally posted by akalouda
he deleted it...maybe he has a soul after all. |
I guess I meant how "sad" he is. Would help if I could type, I suppose. But yeah, maybe he has a heart. |
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| Lira |
| quote: | Originally posted by Echo of Silence
they sent me to Greenland |
I want to go to Greenland! :( |
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| chimera66 |
| never lost anyone close to me so can't say how i would feel but grieving takes time. my roommate in college watched her mom waste away from cancer for probably 10 years and honestly she never seemed to have fully recovered and i met her 5 years after the event. its a long process and being so close to the event it'll take you time. might help to go talk to a professional about it. |
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| Echo of Silence |
| quote: | Originally posted by Lira
I want to go to Greenland! :( |
Yeah, it would probably be wonderful if all who grieve could go there...one is just surrounded by beauty, raw and rugged mountain peaks, meadows filled with such greenery, delicate flowers and then, such pure purple, emerald, blue (turquoise!) lakes, and all life (vegetation) is so fragile and cherished, maybe it is a land that just constantly reminds you of the glory of God and you feel so close to heaven to touching someone who is suddenly no longer on earth, or for those who don't believe in a God, of the glory of nature, the magic of it all. It is a healthy life because you walk, run and ski every where you want to go. I had a class at the community center where I taught children to speak danish and english. You don't have a lot, like no internet, no electronics, the library is mobile and comes by once a month but simplicity is oftentimes so much better than complexity, I imagine.
I am going to make a quilt for my grandmother of the pattern of the first flower that blooms there. Okay, okay, tmi. Sorry.
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| Lira |
| quote: | Originally posted by Echo of Silence
Yeah, it would probably be wonderful if all who grieve could go there...one is just surrounded by beauty, raw and rugged mountain peaks, meadows filled with such greenery, delicate flowers and then, such pure purple, emerald, blue (turquoise!) lakes, and all life (vegetation) is so fragile and cherished, maybe it is a land that just constantly reminds you of the glory of God and you feel so close to heaven to touching someone who is suddenly no longer on earth, or for those who don't believe in a God, of the glory of nature, the magic of it all. It is a healthy life because you walk, run and ski every where you want to go. I had a class at the community center where I taught children to speak danish and english. You don't have a lot, like no internet, no electronics, the library is mobile and comes by once a month but simplicity is oftentimes so much better than complexity, I imagine.
I am going to make a quilt for my grandmother of the pattern of the first flower that blooms there. Okay, okay, tmi. Sorry.
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No internet!? :(
I don't think I'd survive there for too long, unless I could bring my books along with me :p |
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| ChemEnhanced |
| I lost my father just over a year and 5 months ago.....in all honesty there are days where I still don't believe he is gone. Sometimes just the smallest things will remind me of him. I don't think I've ever really dealt with the loss and sometimes I feel that my life has hit a downward spiral ever since then. |
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