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Originally Posted by Shadow13
My 70-yr old, 33-yr-recovered alcoholic mom died suddenly in 2004 after only a few yrs reconciliation.
My 27-yr old son was killed in a car accident in 2007, he was on his way home, just 2 minutes away.
My husband of 35 yrs passed in 2010 after a 7 yr illness, he also had let go of his life after the loss of our son.
I am blessed with 4 living children and 6 grandchildren.
I am immersed in these blessings, tho I also have missing parts that will never, ever be filled.
I think of them all every day.
I am under Pdoc and T care, along with meds to try and live as normally as possible.
Though my living family members and I are living our lives, we incorporate our angels into everything we do. The little ones who may have been too young to remember them, or not born yet are told about their family who have gone before us. They have become a part of their lives to be carried on into their futures.
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My heart hurts for you; those are grievous losses. It was encouraging to me, however, that survivors cannot let go of their lives, loves, dreams or faith...I agree, they are missing parts. I'm glad there was reconciliation with your mother. My parents died in '07 & '08, 10 days apart...my mother was not a great example of holding on; I'm sad for that. I'm single, but can imagine losing a spouse you've loved for a long time. God has always sent me someone to take the place in times of losses, especially the relationship with my now 34 yr. beloved daughter, loved so greatly and sacrificed so much for, when she decided to end communication with me over an issue - some 9 years ago, but I did see her once at a family Thanksgiving. I know this was a deeper wound but love covers all.
This is like a living death. It was a weapon against me. I keep my love alive for her and look at her pictures and childhood drawings and love letters to me to remember she once loved me. This is not self pity, but survival with hope. This is a spiritual battle God fights for me.
Peace,
"help.............."
Thank you for your post; it did encourage me at this late hour. Time can heal but we never forget.