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Linda, I pray that you get to have your grandchildren.
Vasanthi, when you have to leave your home in India behind, I suspect it will lead to another level of healing. Painful...
I broke down so very hard as I was going thru Desiree's this Connie. The only way I managed to get through it was knowing that by giving them to her cousin was that she loved Desiree' much as a sister and that she will take care of her things as Desiree' would have.
Connie. Please. Go at your own personal pace but for us to heal we must start with ourselves. Desiree' too was my only child and the grandchildren (2-ages 7 and 3) I am battling in court to keep since the father has not been there for a very long time. So my pain runs very deep. But we must remind ourselves that we have others that need us.
I send you a BIG HUG with lots of love.
It is very very difficult to give things away . Back home I have left Shreyas's room as it isand since I am now in MA when I do go back for a visit as my parents are there in the next flat though we made both the flats one, I will probably still leave everything as it is. I know when I used to go to his room since his closet etc has all the things of his in it, I felt close to him. I gave away one of his favourite pant and some shirts but I felt terrible about it. I used to tease him about that pant with so so many pockets and now I wish I hadnt acted so brave and given it away. Sighhhhh . Very soon my parents plan to shift to Southern India and leave Mumbai so at that time I also will sell the flat as It would haunt me with no Micks or my parents in it. Craig and me decided to get another home somewhere in the hills in India when we sell it off. Till then I will leave everything as it is... sighhhhhh I just want my son back so bad I just feel that sometimes I have run far away to just keep everything in my mind as it is. This way I feel he is still there. My head is not ok, not normal!!!!
this morning a friend came over I have not seen in months, he asked how I was doing and I just broke down and cryed. why do they keep asking and saying in time it will better, NO IT WONT, it will never ever be better.
linda, please take small breaks to just sit and breathe . I did nothing but cry the hole time . hugs kim
today is the day I part with some of my daughters personal belongings. please pray for me that I may be able to do so....
Teresa, although it's hard to pick just one thing, I guess I'd say that "civilians" don't have a clue as to how to be with those of us who have lost a child. They don't know what to say or do around us.
Hello to all! Been thinking about all of you.
Linda, my Michael loved his jersey's. He would buy themn directly from the teams. I orginally wanted to give each niece and nephew one until it came time to do it and then I just couldn't part with them.
My daughter took them and had a quilt made out of them for my ex husband and myself. I still have a few of his jersey's in their orginal form and I love the quilt.
Michelle what was the one thing you took away from the conference?
Lynn once the bench is in place I would love to see it. I think that is a beautiful idea.
I kinda hit bottom the other morning. I was having a hard time pulling it together. I went out on my back deck and as I lifted my head there was a hummingbird just holding steady right there in front of me. Of course I decided it was Michael. Doesn't matter cause that little bird pulled me out of it.
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