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russ1153
I'm close to 7 months of this and it just doesn't end. I thought I was doing better then I had two meltdown weekends. Today at work I found a couple of cards from my wife in 2000 where she tells me how much she loves me and what I meant to her. I couldnt hold it together at work and had to leave. I miss her so much and feel terrible as I start to realize this is my new life. How do you fill the emptiness you feel inside? I thought I had some of the answer's but now I feel so lost again.
Thanks for listening!
Russ
Thanks for listening!
Russ
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In fact, this is the last thing I want, to move forward... However God wasnt ready to take us just yet, so we have no choice :(
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I'm ok when I am around other people, its just the alone time I have a hard time with. especially when driving, in the shower, watching a movie, washing dishes..................so on.
Sending you gentle hugs and prayers that you find moments of peace.
Blessings.
Sharon
"There is a sacredness in tears, they are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues.They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition and unspeakable love."
Washington Irving
As for the tears...I am three months in and cry every day still I think the numbers of times crying and the length may decrease some but I do not see it going away entirely. Hugs to all.
At the beginning there is no way to get through that agony without letting it out. It is healthy and important that you do cry. Later, you get there, do more than just crying...
I have done everything available to a griever; individual, group, small group counseling, journal.
Memories...I also created new traditions that include our memories of him. I have a place at the cemetery where he had been buried, and I also have a plot next to him; I visit him there, bring flowers.
We started a scholarship in his memory, and it still going strong. I have planted many trees, that he loved so much.
My pain transcended into profound change of me. I love him and I miss him in quiet sadness, peaceful surrender. I also have arrived to feel joy of realizing my blessings : I had love, i had wonderful man, and lots of joy while some people never have.
I am grateful I was so blessed. Tears will stop, but love will never disappear...
Fast forward 6 years to this past summer when a couple in their late fifties (?) got on their motorcycle and pulled away. I caught my breathe, I'll admit, smiled sadly, and thought "God bless them and enjoy your ride."
It does get better. Sharon
I finally can accept that. It is because of your love that you have to cry the loss. Eventually they will lighten but you are still so much in the loss of her yet. Seven months is not long in the timeline of your life with her. Also in those tears are the lost dreams, the ones planned and worked for, your life plans together.
You might try writing her a letter to get those feeling out in words, read it aloud, ask her if she remembers.
As I typed out my fears and all that John's life meant to me, it felt like he was reading over my shoulder. That actually gave me a calmer feeling. Like feeling he could see how much this hurt, how lost I felt.
We really have no idea how much they can feel and see, but I think it's a lot more than we realize. You may find her coming to you in a dream afterward. It will seem like any normal day in the dream...but the surroundings are of now, A visit. To let you know you are also on her mind. Sometimes answers can be found. It happened to me a couple of times that way.
I am a strong believer of the curtain to the otherside being like a sheer curtain sometimes, That's just part of my nature. Thoughts and images can cross between the two. In my family this is considered normal. But I know it's happened to others regardless of cultural back ground, if they are open to it.
Also an NDE or extreme trauma can make this easier to see for some.
My heavy crying lightened at about 14 months, I will still cry but it feels lighter, not gut retching, a cry of sorrow, loneliness or exasperation that he is not here when something goes wrong.
My heart and a hug Russ, I hope you dream well tonight..
Russh
As for the cards, letters, photos, little reminders, I am not strong enough to read or look at them so I have made a box and reserved a drawer just for them. I hope that one day I can read and look at them without dissolving in floods of tears. These mementoes are safe and locked away till the right time comes.
Do cry when you feel like it and have to. Big hug to you.
I am at almost 18 months and I want to let you know that it does get a little better, even though I still cry every day. I ususlly feel better after I cry and I feel close to Charlie at the time. That said, It's hard to accept that even though at times we think we are doing well we can still be reduced to tears.
I would welcome finding cards like you found. I would consider them a message from Charlie - not from the past but from now. I know they try everything to reach us. They miss us as much as we miss them.
I wish you peace,
Julie