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Tina Palombo
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- Lancaster, PA
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It is hard to loss not only the man that I loved, but my child's father. It really sucked in the beginning to have to be strong enough to pull myself up and take care of my boy, when I just felt like staying in my bed for weeks on end. Although now…
Hi,
I just wanted to express mysympathies to you. I too lost my boyfriend and kid's father in a car accident that happened a little over a year ago. I don't think there has ever been anything that I can compare this loss to. Even now when I think ab…
this is ment for the people who have lost the closest thing to them it doesnt matter if its a person or an animal it's stilla lost and they all hurt
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- About Me:
- I am a working mother of a fantastic little boy. I like the summer, especially when I can play outside in the rain.
- About my Loss:
- My son's father (and my love) was killed in a car accident when my son was only 2, 2 weeks before christmas.
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- At 11:29am on January 15, 2010,
Tina Palombo said…
- That is terrible to lose the place tht you shared together. I am sure it feels like there are old wounds being tore open once again in losing the spots where you shared so many memories. Nearer to the time of the loss of Brendan, I had thoughts that I wanted to leave my house, and run far away and start a new life where I was not smothered byt he constant reminders of him, but now I take comfort in the fact that I am in the house that we not only shared, but he grew up in. (His mother owned the house and rented it to me, and then I took over the mortgage) There are so many things that are there now for my son, including the doorway to the kitchen where his mother marked off his growth that now I mark off my son's growth on and he can compare it to how big his daddy was at that time.
I am so sorry that you are losing your home together. But memories are kept in your head and heart, so no one can ever take that away.
The dreams are sometimes the worst. It's funny, but I have never had a dream about Brendan where I knew he is still alive. I know many people who have had dreams like that, but it seems that my subconscious won't allow me the pain of dreaming of him alive and waking up to disappointment. He always always though tells me that I need to take care of his baby because he never meant for our lives to be like this, and emparts some sort of cosmic wisdom to me.
I hope that you get through these days ahead even though you might need all the strength you have. I will be thinking of you and sending good thoughts your way.
-tina-
- At 1:42pm on January 13, 2010,
Toni Davis said…
- Thankyou for your reply.
Today is the last day that I will be able to be in the home that we shared. Dave owned his house and I owned mine. My son and his girlfriend lived in my house and Dave and I lived together in his house. And he did live with me at my house for quite some time before that. Yesterday was the giving away of clothes and all the final bits and pieces. It seems that his friends and children and I have done this process so many times and yet there was so much to sort out. It was hard and there are still some last things to do today and then thats it. Gone. I had a dream about him last night. I told him I missed him and really needed a hug. Then I woke up. So, will get through this day and the next ones. I am sorry for your loss as well. You have had to have been through it to really know what it is like. Thinking of you.
- At 8:09am on January 13, 2010,
Tina Palombo said…
- Thanks for the comment. Sorry for the delayed response, I have not logged in for quite a bit, due it being too close to the year anniversary of his death to really want to talk about things, and then the holidays struck and I had to get through them.
It is good to know that I am not alone in my pain, but hurts that I know other people have to feel the same way. I do not wish this pain on anyone. Hoping that some comfort can be found though.
- At 12:05am on December 15, 2009,
Toni Davis said…
- Seems like we have both found this site at about the same time! I'm not sure what I am looking for, peace I think. I feel for our loss and it is comforting to nknow that we are not alone? It is hard when friends and family just want us to be ok, when really everything seems quite wrong. And Xmas time as well? Yeah. What is getting me through the days is knowing I am not alone with loss. I need to remember that other people are hurting as well. It is night so not so bad, it's the mornings I struggle with...the reality hitting all over again. Anyway we will get through.
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Dear Connie: My heart goes out to you. I lost my Daddy May 7, 2010, just 8 weeks after my younger brother died unexpectedly. My Daddy & I also had some bumps in our relationship through the years. He was 84 years old, but I wasn't ready yet. I won't…
It's only been 2 weeks for me so I may not be going about this in the "right" way but if it is just a cashier or waitress or somone I dont know and will probably never see again I just say "Fine.. thank you". because I dont know them and if I try to…
Dear Connie, what you are feeling is typical. you are covered in grief and a million thoughts and emotions are drowning you. You don't know what end is up and total confusion is normal. I was in the same boat, my father passed away March 4 unexpecte…
Hello Everyone, I just found and joined this website earlier tonight in the middle of a bad crying spell that went on most of this afternoon. My father passed away a month ago yesterday from a heart attack. He went into the bedroom to change into…
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To One In Sorrow
Let me come in where you are weeping, friend,
And let me take your hand.
I, who have known a sorrow such as yours, can understand.
Let me come in--I would be very still beside you in your grief;
I would not bid you cease your weeping, friend,
Tears bring relief. Let me come in--and hold your hand,
For I have known a sorrow such as yours, And understand.
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And let me take your hand.
I, who have known a sorrow such as yours, can understand.
Let me come in--I would be very still beside you in your grief;
I would not bid you cease your weeping, friend,
Tears bring relief. Let me come in--and hold your hand,
For I have known a sorrow such as yours, And understand.
-Grace Noll Crowell
The Light Beyond
The Gift That Freed Me To Give
A significant lesson for me has been understanding and accepting that our greatest gains often come through experiences in our lives that may be extremely painful. My father, Raphel Orval Beason, died less than four months before I was born at the age of 19 in an explosion at the Port Chicago U.S. Navy arsenal near Oakland, Calif. He was among 320 men killed on July 17, 1944, when two merchant ships blew next to...The loss of a son
Mother's Day will always be the anniversary of my son's death, no matter what date it falls on. May 9, 2010, the day I lost a piece of my heart. I have vivid memories of that day but they are brief glimpses only. He called that morning to tell me Happy Mother's Day Mom! I love you! I remember being 250 miles away from my home, my other child and my family. I don't know...Try tapping, it works wonders...
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It has been 22 and a half years since my mother’s suicide in October 1987. I look at that number – 22 – and it startles me. It’s hard to believe that I have lived more of my life without my mother, than with her. During those first 10 years after her death I carried the heavy load of her suicide every waking moment. I struggled with my own depression and feelings of abandonment and...8 practical ways to help a grieving family
When a friend or family member experiences the death of a loved one, we quickly offer our condolences and help. Listed here are eight practical suggestions for helping a friend or family member that has just suffered a loss. 1. Offer to answer the telephone or answer emails at the family's home. Telephone calls and email can take up a considerable amount of time. Take messages and give information to friends and family. 2. Volunteer...Badge
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