You are the strongest most inspirational person. You have endured so much and came out so strong and sure of yourself. I love you so much and I am so proud of you. You mean the world to me❤️♥️
This is heartbreaking. Your writing about this is raw and beautiful. I’m so sorry for your loss and am glad you’ve decided to share your pain with others. It’s powerful.
Oh Rea, you’ve lived my worst fears & I cannot imagine the pain of that. I lost my mum in my very early 20’s but to cancer, so I had already started grieving long before she passed - I can still put my finger on exactly when I knew she wouldn’t make it, despite her brave face. It was weeks, maybe months, before she passed but somehow I knew.
To lose a child so suddenly is almost unimaginable and you have written it so beautifully. Sending all the strength and love as you continue your path x
You have beautifully written my worst fear in words that are so deeply felt. I do not have a comparison, nor do I have a way to even put myself into your shoes as this experience comes with pain I don’t think any human can truly understand unless experienced. I do not know how mothers and fathers continue to put a foot in front of another after the tragedy of loosing a child. I know they do, but I don’t know how. I’ve experienced pain that’s unrelenting and wouldn’t subside, I had to really work through some junk, but it pales in comparison. Not only does it pale in comparison, I feel downright silly when reading the words of a grieving mother. I hope you have a good week, and I truly believe that your words will reach the people, even if it’s one mother that they need to.
Thank you for your beautiful comment Jessica. I hope it helps someone survive this pain. Then it was worth it. I hope your week brings only love and peace.
I cannot imagine how you must feel losing a child like that. No matter how old they are, they are still our babies. My heart goes out to you. My brother-in-law was killed in our home, and that was the only thing I have to compare. It was not easy, and I floated through the weeks after. Just one foot in front of the other. I grieved immediately and then, moved on.
Since then, I approach grief differently. Yes, I shed a few tears, but then I lock it up and don't let it out anymore. It doesn't turn internal like it does for others. I just have yet to find a time to grieve properly. I am certain when the time is right, it will come out. At this point, it will be for so many that have come into my life and have been lost to this earthly realm.
Keep your head up and remember, one step at a time.
I can’t imagine the pain and sorrow you felt. No one can feel another’s pain. It seems impossible to heal from such pain and sadness and yet we do go on when there’s no other choice. There are no words for this.
Thank you Laura. Yes, we pick ourselves up and we carry on, because that is what we do. I didn't think there would come a time where I would be healed. But thank God I survived.
I have loss 2 cousins to suicide.; Watch both my parents pass; and held my daughter as she collapsed in my arms begging me to tell her, her father (my ex) wasn`t gone, it was Father`s Day. That same child crawled into the bottle and became an addict for ten years (everything about her father she hated) I thought I`d lose her too. Her pregnancy and birth of her son saved her. She holds on for each day and I pray every day she will continue.
My brother loss a daughter of 22 to heart disease.
I am the one, the baby of the family, the only girl who is tasked to make notifications
.
The grieving ugly when the waves of pain hit. In front of everyone I dutifully go about trying to appease and help everyone. I break in the quiet times, alone and scribble it down across the page first in anger with a scream in an empty room until the tears begin to flow, then the dam breaks.
I never used to think that, but I tell myself "You survived- This shall pass"
You are also strong Rea, to have loss a child. The fear alone, when she was in the throes of her addiction, was almost unbearable. And I was angry at her, yet she, herself in survival mode just beginning her healing journey.
Thank you for being so vulnerable and sharing your story. Healing is a journey that never ends but we eventually find some solace snd and a way to move forward with courage.
Rea, My heart goes out to you for the loss of your beautiful son. Losing a child is devastating and as you so succinctly wrote rips your insides out.
My husband and I along with some family members gathered around my son, Nick, to remove him from life-support. It was the hardest decision we ever had to make and it broke my world.
I have been reading several of your posts and my heart goes out to you Janine. I can’t begin to imagine the hell you had to go through. Sending love and light right back!
Exactly! When I was still trying to breathe every day, I hoped I could find someone who knew what I was going through. It helped me to talk to other parents who survived this hell. They understood.
I felt every ounce of your pain as I read. I relate to the paralysis, numbness and disbelief. When I lost my partner, I remember standing frozen in the doorway, convinced it wasn’t real. The world felt distant, like I was watching someone else’s life unfold in front of me. And when reality finally broke through, the sound that escaped me didn’t even feel human. It was pure, raw agony.
We can't measure anyone's pain Priyanka. Your pain is your reality. We hurt in equal measures when our worlds shift. No matter how it happened. Sending love and hugs. 💞
I am so, so sorry. I have so much to say but there’s no perfect thing to say, either. My dad died by suicide, and in the same way. I know losing a parent and losing a child are so very different. But losing any loved one to suicide is brutal beyond measure. I was so immersed in sadness and trauma and trying to take care of my mom that it took me a long time to recognize the extent of my anger. Sending you love.
Brutal! My goodness yes, the perfect word to describe it! They have no idea about the utter destruction they leave behind. I understand your anger Lisa. Love and peace coming your way. 🩶🤍
Being the oldest child upon the death of my father, it was my 'job' to relay all the news to my kids, my nieces and nephews, to give the interviews. I had to suspend my grief, my pain, and it was odd being the one consoling everyone when I was the one (selfishly in part) that needed it the most. I ran for four or five days, numb. Just on autopilot, until it broke, or I did.
You are the strongest most inspirational person. You have endured so much and came out so strong and sure of yourself. I love you so much and I am so proud of you. You mean the world to me❤️♥️
Thank you Maralet! I love you my beautiful friend! ❤️❤️
This is heartbreaking. Your writing about this is raw and beautiful. I’m so sorry for your loss and am glad you’ve decided to share your pain with others. It’s powerful.
Thank you Amy, for always reaching out to me. I see you my beautiful friend!
You are welcome ❤️
Oh Rea, you’ve lived my worst fears & I cannot imagine the pain of that. I lost my mum in my very early 20’s but to cancer, so I had already started grieving long before she passed - I can still put my finger on exactly when I knew she wouldn’t make it, despite her brave face. It was weeks, maybe months, before she passed but somehow I knew.
To lose a child so suddenly is almost unimaginable and you have written it so beautifully. Sending all the strength and love as you continue your path x
I'm so sorry Emma! I can't imagine waiting for death like you had to with your mom. Thank you for your words of comfort.
You have beautifully written my worst fear in words that are so deeply felt. I do not have a comparison, nor do I have a way to even put myself into your shoes as this experience comes with pain I don’t think any human can truly understand unless experienced. I do not know how mothers and fathers continue to put a foot in front of another after the tragedy of loosing a child. I know they do, but I don’t know how. I’ve experienced pain that’s unrelenting and wouldn’t subside, I had to really work through some junk, but it pales in comparison. Not only does it pale in comparison, I feel downright silly when reading the words of a grieving mother. I hope you have a good week, and I truly believe that your words will reach the people, even if it’s one mother that they need to.
Thank you for your beautiful comment Jessica. I hope it helps someone survive this pain. Then it was worth it. I hope your week brings only love and peace.
Thank you!
I cannot imagine how you must feel losing a child like that. No matter how old they are, they are still our babies. My heart goes out to you. My brother-in-law was killed in our home, and that was the only thing I have to compare. It was not easy, and I floated through the weeks after. Just one foot in front of the other. I grieved immediately and then, moved on.
Since then, I approach grief differently. Yes, I shed a few tears, but then I lock it up and don't let it out anymore. It doesn't turn internal like it does for others. I just have yet to find a time to grieve properly. I am certain when the time is right, it will come out. At this point, it will be for so many that have come into my life and have been lost to this earthly realm.
Keep your head up and remember, one step at a time.
Oh my goodness! I can imagine what a shock that must've been for you Aurelia. Sending love and peace. Thank you for reading and sharing with me.
Thank you. Yes, it was. It has been almost 25 years and I remember it like it was yesterday.
Aurelia, I hear so many emotions under your words. I know this is difficult. So many questions, we never got to ask. No answers. I know.
I can’t imagine the pain and sorrow you felt. No one can feel another’s pain. It seems impossible to heal from such pain and sadness and yet we do go on when there’s no other choice. There are no words for this.
Thank you Laura. Yes, we pick ourselves up and we carry on, because that is what we do. I didn't think there would come a time where I would be healed. But thank God I survived.
I have loss 2 cousins to suicide.; Watch both my parents pass; and held my daughter as she collapsed in my arms begging me to tell her, her father (my ex) wasn`t gone, it was Father`s Day. That same child crawled into the bottle and became an addict for ten years (everything about her father she hated) I thought I`d lose her too. Her pregnancy and birth of her son saved her. She holds on for each day and I pray every day she will continue.
My brother loss a daughter of 22 to heart disease.
I am the one, the baby of the family, the only girl who is tasked to make notifications
.
The grieving ugly when the waves of pain hit. In front of everyone I dutifully go about trying to appease and help everyone. I break in the quiet times, alone and scribble it down across the page first in anger with a scream in an empty room until the tears begin to flow, then the dam breaks.
Oh Debra! You went through so much! My heart goes out to you. You are stronger than you realize. Hugs!
I never used to think that, but I tell myself "You survived- This shall pass"
You are also strong Rea, to have loss a child. The fear alone, when she was in the throes of her addiction, was almost unbearable. And I was angry at her, yet she, herself in survival mode just beginning her healing journey.
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I know how hard that is. Drugs destroy a person. I am so happy she was healing. Hugs Debra.
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Was talking to a friend about how lucky I am not to have experienced someone close to me passing, and how I may respond if/when that happens.
Your writing tonight transported me. I may have felt just a sliver of what you may have felt— and that was powerful.
That means a lot to me Tristan.
Thank you for being so vulnerable and sharing your story. Healing is a journey that never ends but we eventually find some solace snd and a way to move forward with courage.
Yes we do Mandolin. 💞
Rea, My heart goes out to you for the loss of your beautiful son. Losing a child is devastating and as you so succinctly wrote rips your insides out.
My husband and I along with some family members gathered around my son, Nick, to remove him from life-support. It was the hardest decision we ever had to make and it broke my world.
Sending you love and light. ❤️ ✨
I have been reading several of your posts and my heart goes out to you Janine. I can’t begin to imagine the hell you had to go through. Sending love and light right back!
Thank you. We all have our journey don't we. Gathering here and giving voice to that pain, not only to release it but to help others is why I write.
Exactly! When I was still trying to breathe every day, I hoped I could find someone who knew what I was going through. It helped me to talk to other parents who survived this hell. They understood.
Absolutely. Sometimes words aren't even needed.
I felt every ounce of your pain as I read. I relate to the paralysis, numbness and disbelief. When I lost my partner, I remember standing frozen in the doorway, convinced it wasn’t real. The world felt distant, like I was watching someone else’s life unfold in front of me. And when reality finally broke through, the sound that escaped me didn’t even feel human. It was pure, raw agony.
I know! It could not be. That sound when your heart breaks. Only you can hear it. Sending much love Nicole.
I'm so sorry for the tragic loss of your son, Rea. Thank you for sharing your journey with grief and healing. Namaste
Thank you Jen.
Namaste 🙏
I don’t think anything I have experienced yet is as bad this.
Although for the things that did happen it felt like the earth had shifted beneath my feet. I became numb and stop reacting.
We can't measure anyone's pain Priyanka. Your pain is your reality. We hurt in equal measures when our worlds shift. No matter how it happened. Sending love and hugs. 💞
I am so, so sorry. I have so much to say but there’s no perfect thing to say, either. My dad died by suicide, and in the same way. I know losing a parent and losing a child are so very different. But losing any loved one to suicide is brutal beyond measure. I was so immersed in sadness and trauma and trying to take care of my mom that it took me a long time to recognize the extent of my anger. Sending you love.
Brutal! My goodness yes, the perfect word to describe it! They have no idea about the utter destruction they leave behind. I understand your anger Lisa. Love and peace coming your way. 🩶🤍
Being the oldest child upon the death of my father, it was my 'job' to relay all the news to my kids, my nieces and nephews, to give the interviews. I had to suspend my grief, my pain, and it was odd being the one consoling everyone when I was the one (selfishly in part) that needed it the most. I ran for four or five days, numb. Just on autopilot, until it broke, or I did.
I feel you Joe. When I lost my father, I wasn't there for anyone, and I regret that. Sending love and hugs.
I do not know because this is the most incomprehensible loss. Thank you for sharing so heartbreakingly about such unimaginable and tragic pain.
Thank you for reading my words and commenting. I don't wish this on my worst enemy. Hugs