I think my daughter is finally starting to grieve about her dad. She has for the last 3 months been very closed mouthed about her feeling and lately she has actually come to me asking for my help. But I don't know how to help her through what she is feeling. Let me start at the beginning with her. When my husband had his biopsy before we found out what was wrong with him my daughter was the one that took him to the doctor and sat in the room with him when the biopsy was done. As much as I tried to protect her from what was going on (not the knowing but the actual seeing of things) it seems that everytime she was with him something bad would happen. On the night that he asperated into his Lungs I was a t work and she was at home with him. She was the one that had to call 911 and she was the last one to hear his voice and talk to him. She is having a very tough time with these facts and blames herself for not being able to get him help in time. She has often said that if she had called sooner he would still be here and no matter how many times anyone tells her she did everything in her power to help her and no matter how many times I tell her its not her fault she still blames herself. She is now falling asleep with the sight of him choking and struggling to cough up what he had asperated. She tells me that she sees the look in his eyes that he had that night all the time. we are in therapy right now but I honestly don't know how to help her. I listen to her when she feels like talking which isn't very often. I tell her its not her fault, I hold her and love her but I know its not helping. Please my friends any suggestions would be appreciated
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