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I lost my husband we were high school sweethearts we had plans and it was not suppose to be this way we had two kids together and I feel so lost and the pain i feel becuase of how much I miss him…Continue
Started by Nicole. Last reply by Martha Washburn Sep 22, 2022.
For 40+ years we were together…married 39 years….We were to celebrate our 40th anniversary…Nobody who hasn’t been married, and lost a spouse could possibly understand….even though he was into many…Continue
Started by Susan B. Last reply by Connie Sep 1, 2022.
I got married on May 1, 1992 and lost my husband on June 30, 2017. My wedding day was the happiest day of my life and if I had one wish, it would be to go back and live that day over. It has been…Continue
Started by Carol Klotz. Last reply by Carol Klotz May 3, 2020.
I lost my wife on the 25 of March after returning from my Dads funeral. She is everything to me. No matter how bad it got, no matter how much my PTSD drug me down, She has been my light in the…Continue
Started by Shane Hughes. Last reply by Shane Hughes Apr 16, 2020.
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Lost my husband to cancer 8 months ago.I miss his laugh and he had a good sense of humor.Also miss the times having a couple beers with him and was always Busch beer.It was hard and moving on with my life since his death.His last words to me were I love you
My Husband has been gone for 3 years, died of colon cancer, for 5 long years we battled this ugly cancer together. They say it gets better with time, but I say bull to that, it is only getting harder each year. I miss his tender touch, conversations together, laughter and just enjoying life. My life will never be the same. The day he died I died with him.
"I don't know what else to do." How I've said that statement plenty of times in this hell. I haven't known what to do from the get go. I still don't. It's enough to drive me truly crazy. Enough to put a bullet in my head. Nothing in the damn world feels right but I don't know what to do. Semester is wrapping up and I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Which is good, I got burnt after a month. But it dawned on me this past week, I've been thinking how semester needs to just get over with like there's some prize at the end. And normally there would be. But there is no prize this time. I'll still be in the same damn boat I've been in - Gary is physically gone and I don't know how to live without him here.
That line I read in a book months ago about how we've managed before and we will manage again sticks with me. I think it's because I feel that's true thinking about any other relationship in my life. But with Gary, it's completely different. He changed everything.
"We disagreed alright but we were committed to one another." I can relate to that too. Gary and I fought a lot. Sometimes when I really think about it I'm baffled how love won out. But it did. We just knew how much we fit, how much was in store when we would get past all that bullshit.
Good to see you John.
That's love John. That's what never giving up on us meant to our spouses. Love was that they trusted us and believed in us. Love was the commitment that always permeated an argument.
I have written recently as to my own isolation that is proving to be almost unconquerable especially when everything around me is reminding me of times that were so important to the relationship I had with my husband. The songs, the greetings shared on the street, the shops, the decorations, I am withdrawing from all of it in order to survive the feelings that come on me.
My family continues to believe that I can be fixed. That if I get the right kind of help I can find a way to live without my husband. Drugs, therapy, time, activities…. all the normal applications of what reality used to make us better if we were ill. None of them work for grief. Grief is a separate universe.
I beg, plead and cry, over and over for my husband to please come get me. He never would let me go because our love was too strong and yet he cannot hear me. He cannot hear my pleas. He is too far away. And no one can understand what that is like for me. Except all of you.
Your family won’t. They will want to fix you. No one can listen like our spouses did and not only did they listen but they were there 24/7. We need that constant connection of the someone who never gave up on us. No one can hear us now like we need to be heard. I’m sorry. I wish our lives were so different.
How did it end up like this, i go from being really happy with my life, wedding plans running through my head, dreams of our farm ad our future, now hear i am doing split shifts at work 4am til 10am and 3pm to 7, totally exhausted and i am not seeing my little man hardly, court case on thurs to PROVE i am his defacto, too bad that we went through the long haul, it has to be proven! i miss him so much, am half the person i was, all i can think about is him, why did he go? i am poking along not seemingly succeeding at anything, why am i even hear? how am i going to cope with his 50th birthday on sunday, how do i cope with xmas. how do i stop blaming his workplace? him and my kids were my world, my world is ruined, i dont know what to do to make things easier and yes Tildy C we are merely existing. was sitting listening to my boss talking about her husbands 50th the other day and their wedding 3 weeks later! what am i meant to say to that! um well thank your lucky stars you got there............. happy fucking people around me all the time with perfect little lives
George, our gem. Good to see you. My heart goes out to you.
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