Bereavement Support Group

It is STILL so early for you, I am so sorry for the loss of your daughter.. It will be two years next week that I lost my husband, my soulmate of 34 yrs. I remember those days of wanting to get out, but then having to get right back. It is o.k, it is normal, a part of the grieving process. I don't know if you have considered any grief support groups, I found them very comforting, I actually was with two women who had lost their children. One lost her daughter as she was delivering her baby, the other in a drunk driving accident.. We still chat on the phone... It does help to be with others who understand. No one understands unless they have suffered such a loss.. What I truly had to learn and it was very hard, was to BE patient with myself. I would get so angry thinking that I was NOT moving forward.. It takes time, and I promise you that there WILL come that day that you will SMILE at the wonderful memories of her... Hugs, and always here for you...

Sharon,

I lost my 37 year old son July 6th, 2005. I am still dealing with his death and this time of years makes it rough. It gets easier to deal with as time passes and you learn to get through it but, you never get over it. You learn that life goes on and time passes but memories are always there.

My prayers are with you--God Bless
Oldbiker

we have all been there. the holidays are still rough to get through for me. i dealt more with mom when my dad passed away. she did the same thing. when she wanted to go to a viewing and the first few times she never made to the casket. after 7 years she does go and stay maybe 30 minutes. the hardest thing with losing Gavin was facing never getting to have any of the firsts. no first christmas, no first birthday, etc. i have one really good friend that still to this day, just seems to know when i need to talk. i am here to listen to what ever you need to share about your daughter. {{{{{hugs}}}}} jan

Dear Sharon, You are so very new in your grief and the pain is still brand new, You are probably still in shock, That you are able to post a message here at all tells me that you must be a remarkably strong woman. You are an amazwment to me. When my first child doed. I could hardly even carry on a conversation, much less write a sentence.I am so sorry for your awful pain and the heartbreak that you must endure. I was also born and raised in Louisiana, now living in Florida for the past 20 years.I lost my youngest son, Paul, om April 4, 2003 to an accidental drug overdose of pain meds (prescription pain meds) and alcohol. In July of 2006, I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer, and I had 2 operations, chemo and radiation treatments. I am in remission so far.DEC, 10,2007 my older son, and only other child, Steveb took his own kife at the age of 38. Steven told me the day Paul died, that it was just wrong for his baby brother to be dead, and he was still alive, Steven insisted he was the oldest and he thought he should have died first.The whole family tried to help Steven, We got him to counseler, and got him to a doctor an on abtidepressants. We all tried to drop in and see abd cgeck on him a lot. He got more and more depressed, and he humg himself. My husband, my poor sweet James found him. They ad been friends for around 27 or 28 years. James and have been married for 21 years on July 30th. and they were friends about 7 or more years before that. My husband Jamws was so devestatted when he found him, tha I was actuakky comforting him for a while.It was just awful for the whole family to loose another ohe of of kids. I thought I was coing crazy, and I thought that James was going to put me in a hospital or somewhere. He how ever, said, "you are not going anywhere, but right here with me. ," If not for James and my grand chikdren, I would not have stood the pain, I am afraid it would hsve just taken my mind awau to a daek and low plave, and I would not find my was out. But. I had all of these people praying for mr and praying for my family. That was the lowest thing in my life I thought, untill 3 days after Steven's Memorial Service, His half sister,Karla shot and killed herself.Karla's boyfrirnd called and told me that Karla "had been in an accident," I woke James and went to get the children. I thought she was in a car wreck. It never entered my mind that she had been shot . I got to the house and there were many, many sheriffs, state police, Crime scene people,and all sorts of police with dogs and all I knew was I had to get to her. Once the very kind police man told me that they had airlifted her on a life flight helecopter, I knew she was most probably gone. Instead of getting the girls,I ask a friend, they knew and trusted then with, and James and I headed out for rhe trip to Tampa. About 2 hours, less if the traffic is smooth. I thought we needed ti find out about Karla's condition and start to call the family. When we were almost to Tampa, the Doctor called, and asked me to pull over on the shoulder of the innerstate. I explained, I am not driving, just tell me the facts, the truth. The Doctor explained that her whole left side of her head was gone, and there was no brain activity at all. He asked me if I ciuld possible have James bring me on to the hospital and make the official identification. Being the closest thing she had to family there,I said yes,I would. That was a very bug and bad mustake on my part. I was trying to do the right thing, but it was not something either James or I were prepaired for or capable of doing at that time. How ever the doctor met us at the ER door and he took us off into the back and guided us into a room. Mu poor hisband freaked out because they still had the tube down her yjroat and her eyes were open, but there was no doubt she was not there any more. I asked if I could stay and say a prayer with her, And they said yes. I was so upset that I could not form any words of myn own, I was too lost in this fog. So I ;aid my head on her bed(because they would not let me touch her, abd U managed to say the Lord's Prayer. I was worried and upset thatI could not say a special prayer just for Karla and her smile and how much it meant to me. James said he was proud of me that I dud just fine. Then we drove 3 hours home and had to tell her 16 and 7 year olf girls, and call her Mother abd father./ I surrvived all that. I surrvived the memorials, and the music. I picked it out for my boys. I did it all and I did it in ny own way. I made my mom not too happy, and offended some folks. I did services for my sons. eacg diffrent and unique as they were. As diffrent as night the services were too. It was the service Paul deserved and needed, and Steven's was special as he was. Their music, poems, a few bible verses. Releasing helium balloons. I picked what was right for my sons. You have a long road in front of you, but you can do it. If I can surrvive loosinf 2 sons ans a very close step daughter,plus breast cancer, you shall be able to rise above this eith Gods help. The angels are awiting to help you. Let the,. Be still and listen for God's soft voice in the still of the night, and you will find which way to go. Lovr Peggy

i'm so glad to have support from this caring
group.i know each one of you have felt these same feelings i am feeling & it really does help to know we have shared in this loss & pain no one can really understand unless they have felt this pain.
thank you for being so special.
Angel Hugs,Sharon91

I lost my daughter on Aug. 31st 2006, she was 19 yrs old and a mother of 28 days. She is never far from my mind and certain songs on the radio or something on tv or just walking by and looking at her picture rips me apart. I don't have any home video's, so cherish the one's that you have.
It is still early for you, it does get easier to cope. (((((((hugs))))))))))

I feel for you. its ben 18 months for me losing my son. I wont lie to you it still feels like it happend 5 minutes ago for me. I will keep you in my prayers .
Hugs
Deedee