It will be 4 years this coming Monday (28 Nov 2016) since my husband lost his 5 months battle with cancer, and not a day goes by that I do not think of him. She had 10 radiation treatments and only 1 chemo because after the first chemo treatment she came home and collapsed, so we had to bring her back to the cancer institute. I want to be happy because my husband would have wanted it that way. There are no time tables for how long you are supposed to grieve. I still miss him more than ever, Dear Kathy,
My family has been great, but again since none of them has ever been through it. I hope some of this pain goes away in the next few months. My remaining son and I just stood there and cried. I woke up, realizing he didn't come kiss me goodbye. I really believe a piece of my heart went with him. He developed hepatic encephalopathy during his last month of life, so my most vivid memories are of him being confused, having tremors, not being able to walk without help, or feed himself, he was restless, and said he couldn't breathe. I do have family that is trying to help but as we know the pain is too much to bear. I also hope, seeing your comment posted a year ago, may you today be in a progressed stage of your grief journey. Your kisses fell sharp on my flesh like dawn-dews from the limb, It's so hard to keep your faith. My heart aches for you My eyes cry for you My senses long for you I, feel numb without you I have met a wonderful man to love and adore all of us, including 4 grandkids, and in 14 days we are getting married. I miss him all the time and cry a lot. I look back at some weird things that happened and we said. My heart aches so, but I have hope in knowing he is alive in heaven, waiting to see us again. It never goes away. My husband died five years ago at age 58. We were married 40 years back in October. He had a very short battle. All the plans GONE. My love and prayers to you. I wish I could've changed places with him or that God would take my life as well. She was always upbeat. We planned and raised 3 boys. Mostly for my 2 precious daughters. My husband of 26 years had small cell lung cancer, and with chemo he lasted 9 months. I'm so sorry for your loss. Or all the riches that the East doth hold. The empty house is the worst. The best advice, love and empathy came from widows that had already been through the heart wrenching pain of loss. I go over the whole scene in my head a lot. Nothing helps to relieve your pain. I know I must keep going, but most times it feels impossible. I left my whole family to be with him. When we arrived he got out of the car and said, "I think I'm having a heart attack." As time went on, he did not complain of any pain. We decided to sell our house to travel. He also had a stroke in 2016, which impaired his left side beyond what ALS had done so far. My husband did everything for me and our children, so when he told me he was going to ride his motorcycle that day, I didn't mind because he was always taking care of us. I just can't comprehend what happened. Sometimes I lock myself in the room to cry. Everyone says it will get better but, until you've lost the love of your life, your bestfriend, your husband and soulmate you will never understand my pain or what I'm going through. This was my best friend. We had been married for 47 years. Kiss more, hold each other longer, and don't sweat the small stuff, for none of us are promised tomorrow. I know that someday, we shall meet again. At least nothing helps mine. People keep on telling me to move on and yes honestly slowly I'm trying to move on but I can feel the emptiness within myself now, living a life without him. I lost my husband 602 days ago. I find many widows and widowers feel like they're floundering as time passes. I miss him a lot. 6. Before I met him I thought I wasn't having any more kids, so I had my tubes tide. Cry Not For Me. My pulse plunges. Dear Danette,
Her family all going well into their 70s and 80s while she got screwed at 62 years! All our friends said we had a 'forever love'. I'm really not sure if this pain can heal. He is still with me. I was there with family, in shock. He did everything for me. With the age different we knew that he may not be here forever. Our 30 year marriage was a wonderful one. I couldn't control my sadness. Don't feel guilty that you have life, Life that was denied to me, Heaven is truly beautiful, just you wait and see! I can see his face everywhere I go or in anything I do. As most of you have said no one, absolutely no one understands the pain I or any of us feel. I feel like I am competing sometimes with my mother in law as her failure to move forward at all for my boys means she hurts so much more. Now it's November and Thanksgiving was closing in. Read Complete Poem Stories 177 I still feel the pain and the heartache. Then I thought of our grandchildren that we love so much. Yes the nights are hardest, sometimes you cannot sleep without some kind of help. We were married 21 years. It feels like someone came along and just gutted me. I still feel alone sometimes. He had a massive heart attack. I am coming up on the one-year mark, and I still don't want to believe he is not coming back home. Our 3 adult children, all in their 20s, had no idea how to help me as they were grieving too, so it was agreed I would go to counseling to help me through this horrible time. My heart's completely broken. My husband passed away almost 3 months ago at the age of 26, because people on the road do not know how to drive. My husband died after surgery, when that didn't have to be the outcome. I feel him everywhere. I still go to bereavement counselling with palliative services every fortnight. We were supposed to say our I do's on 10/30/2017. He was hit by a drunken driver while cycling. I think I went crazy for a while because I wanted to find a way to bring him back alive! When I miss you too much. God bless you, sir. I feel he is with me everyday and that is very helpful. My faith in God and loving family and friends are faithful in their support, and I am grateful, but nothing at this time removes or lessens my grief. I can't do it alone. I'm waiting to see her again. Great poem!!! I lost my husband Gilbert sixteen months ago. Thank you to all my sisters in this agony of pain for your sharing. I fought to get my husband a bed with rails when he entered a long-term care facility his final weeks. Our world crumbled. We were never apart for more than a few days the entire 22 years. Consider sharing the stanza that begins, "There is no friend like a sister, in calm or stormy weather.". My head tells me that I must carry on to fulfill his wishes, but my broken heart tells me I don't want to be here without him. We married in 1952. Until I am united with him once more, I will go on with my life as best as I can. I sang to him and read from the Bible and administered his pain drops. He was kind spoken. We met when I was sixteen and were together our entire adult lives, 32 years. He had a stroke at work and a brain aneurism and he passed at the hospital. The laughter has been silenced. Thank you for the poem. Your mesmerizing touch. We were supposed to grow old together. And I can't wait to fall into his arms and finally be home again with him in God's eternal kingdom. I wanted to go with him and sometimes still do, just to see him and touch him again. I still expect to wake up and this will all be the worst nightmare I've ever had. I cared for him for 5 months. Fool me. I have never felt so broken and out of harmony with every other living thing. I miss him so much. I begin to feel safe. I was 16 and he was 23. He was admitted to Bendale Acres Long Term Care at the age of 67. Yes, I count, days, weeks, months. I carry on
Widow is a lonely harsh title that I never wanted. We would have celebrated are 20 year wedding day Jan. 25. I never even got to give him his birthday card. My husband passed away on Feb. 26, 2017. After numerous tests and extras, we were told the pain in his should was the least of his problems - that he was in stage four lung cancer and had less than 2 months to live. Mostly for my four children. He was my rock, my best friend. Featured Shared Story My husband who was a professional boxer developed dementia at age 57 from undetected brain injuries. It has been a long journey and at times had wished his memory and my husband would return and if this was not possible end the journey with Alzheimer's disease. I am sad and full of tears. The shadows climb the wall. I, too, am a quiet person and do not have many friends. As most of you have said no one, absolutely no one understands the pain I or any of us feel
For it desperately seeks. He was my soulmate, my best friend! In the morning I will be in Mont Rose cemetery for his first anniversary in heaven. My heart breaks for you. I had to keep living for our sons, but inside part of me died with my husband. It was so hard to listen to everyone saying that it will get easier and that I am very strong, when all I want to do is be with him. You will never forget him but you will remember with fond memories and that will be a great comfort to you. I took an early retirement as my wife needed me more than anything. Empty, that's my life now, can't talk about him just thinking about him hurts and bring the pain and tears. I turned on the light and tried to wake him up but he stopped breathing. I am so sorry for your loss. I hate what life I have left with NO future as we planned. I feel so guilty because he said he would die within the year he would die, I didn't take him seriously and we had 1 anniversary and never again will we share another one. It's the hardest ordeal I have ever faced. We've been together 3 years and 8 months as boyfriend-girlfriend and two days before were supposed to celebrate our 1st year wedding anniversary he left. I came here today because I was looking for him. I want nothing more but to be with him. He was 53 years old. How the hell can you say that? Close your eyes and remember his loving look he gave you or remember his little kisses and you will feel him. I feel your pain. I think they want to make us feel better but don't know what to say. I feel for you. My husband and I were married 47 years. My heart is broken into a million tiny pieces. Four months married and he was ripped away from me. I can't bring myself to cancel his cell phone, because his voice mail is the only place I can hear it. Jennifer. May you and your children find strength! He got up to go to work, as always. It's been almost 6 months since I lost my husband of 32 years. He had kidney cancer that metastasized to his brain. A joyless life being a man I no longer know. He was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer July 12, 2018 and passed September 23, 2018. Never a day my eyes are dry, every day after work, I dread going back to an empty house, but once home, I can cry for all I care. I still don't feel single, and I feel like he is at my side. I lost my husband 8 months ago, and this is how I feel. I told him to go and I'd be ok. My husband of 30 years passed away on December 20, 2015. It still doesn't seem real. I'm angry at myself, at the doctors, at him. Ashley, I'm so sorry for your loss. I still wear my wedding ring and I am living on but I just don't fit in anywhere anymore. Being aware that ALS would take him did not help us prepare for the immense loss we feel. My husband died in April 2015 at the age of 72 from a stroke just like your dear husband. He passed March 12, 2017. I was following behind him and witnessed the accident and was first at scene. She was approaching the second anniversary of the death of her beloved husband. And I am also tired of people telling me stop crying. He had a stroke in the night. Claude McKay, ' Absence '. So loving, so caring. I had just left for work and my son found him putting on his socks early that morning. He spent 18 of those months being miserable on chemotherapy and decided to stop treatment at the end of December. 24-hour care every day with Hospice nurses. We have 4 beautiful children and 4 beautiful grandchildren together. My husband died February 19, 2017. I lost my home, which we shared together in 21 years and had to liquidate everything I owned for medical expenses and other obligations and still have debts of $20,000, but all of the material things mean nothing when you lose your soulmate. Living without him seems so unbearable. I am so lost without him. My dear husband worked as an engineer for 52 years until he turned 70. l told him when he was 64 to stop working. {{{hugs}}} to you and your son. I never could have made it without God. I was left without a husband or a child. I'm scared of my future without him. He was the love of my life. Share your final wishes, just in case. You carry them with you in everything you do and everywhere you go. How much I miss you. We were told on Thursday that it was incurable. I lost my amazing, loving husband, John, on January 26, 2018. Any thoughts would be great. I miss him so much. If we weren't on our bikes we would ride the bus or light rail. He was the only man who ever told me I was beautiful and daily told me I was, "cute times 10!". He was 33 years old and would have been 34 in April. September came and went, so did October. He went home on March 17th I only thought I'd been thru it all NOT. I am always thinking about you. I lost the love of my life almost 5 months ago. One foot in front of the other & try to smile! I love and miss you Mike. He didn't smoke but worked with chemicals and not a very good work environment. I have no pain in leaving. I can't bear this pain, but I will if someone can promise me that he will be there waiting when my time comes. I know I still have a long way to go. The only thing that gives me a little comfort is when people reach out to give me a hug or when they are willing to listen to me when I need to talk or cry. It has been 2 months, and the pain is unbearable. Heartache. It was a heart aneurysm. It's hard to sleep. I'm so angry, so alone and will never forget seeing my Ken, laying there and not able to save him. July 22, 2016, my birthday, I lost the love of my life, Edwin Gonzalez. While on our family vacation at the beach on July 9 Barry got out of the ocean and made it to our chairs. Damien Ferguson, my love, my friend, and soulmate passed away on December 1, 2017. No chance to say goodbye.
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