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- I have been so depressed the last few days, I made a decision not to go to church today because I can't stop crying. My SON and DIL were going to go to church with me (they are not regular attenders), but when I told them last night I just couldn't...
- I don't know why, but for 2 days I cannot stop crying. Maybe it is the lead up to Easter or seeing other families and couples so happy together. Down here in Florida, the Interstate is loaded with campers of all sizes. Over every hill come 3 or 4...
- I have thought many times about why Joe was the one who died and I was the one to grieve during his lung cancer battle, then begin the painful journey of being a widow.What would it have been like if I had been the one who died and Joe was left to...
- When Joe died, my world ended. I wanted to die, too, and was sure there was nothing left in this world for me. Everyone kept telling me that things would get better with time. Yeah, sure. Well.....they were right.Now that it has been a year and...
- There are so many levels of giving up when your husband/wife dies. First, the body has to be given up. Then the clothes. Then the personal effects, everything in the bathroom. Then his business, educational papers. Then old family pictures to...
- I want to get a gun for nighttime protection to be kept only at home. I have been around hunting guns all my adult life. What I am wondering is, what is the best type gun for a nervous, frightened woman to have if a strange man ends up trying to...
- We women were so dependent on our hubbies for so many things. As long as he was with us, everything was going to be OK. Flat tire, no problem. Noise in the night, no problem, somebody looking at us weird in a public place, driving at night, etc. ...
- Since I finally have accepted that Joe will never be back, and I am tired of feeling "dead" myself. I have been thinking of what I have been missing that used to bring me joy. I always loved camping. We started with a little pop-up, then got a...
- Life is like a bell curve. We are born with nothing but bare skin as our base in life. Can't talk, can't walk, can only scream, suck, and pee. As we age, we learn all kinds of things in school and in life. Marriage, careers, children, dealing...
- Since Joe died, I wanted to return family pictures to those who were in the pictures or had someone in the pictures that was in their part of the family. Anyway, it has taken HOURS to separate all the pictures, some as old as the fifties. People I...
- My name is Patches and I am a medium length hair cat of mixed, distinguished heritage. I'm black, white, and orange. My family loves me but I am sort of shy and withdrawn, so I spend most days upstairs sleeping on the clean linen in the bathroom. ...
- I am envious of those folks who are so close in proximity that they can get together for a week-end or even maybe a meal. Are there any of you who live in north Florida or south Georgia? I am interested in maybe getting together like the others...
- I'm 65 and looking forward, trying to figure out what goals I have for myself as I age. In my mind, my life is done. Marriage, check. Kids, check. Career, check. Physically able to accomplish a lot of do-it-yourself projects.Now, I don't like...
- For a year now, all my thoughts have been about Joe, how much we loved each other, all the things we did together, dreaming the impossible dream that by some miracle he will come back (irrational, but emotional). I've had tremendous anguish, anger,...
- Since we all seem to have had the same experiences, we know what widow(er)'s experiences are. There is a common core among us even though we have some different situations.How can we tell the public:1. Mention his name to me. To ignore his name is...