Hello, On 8th December my Dad had a huge heart attack and died aged 70. He was working at a Santa's Grotto. I am lost and so upset. In 2020 Mum died from Covid and Dad was doing so well to keep smiling and living. It was a huge shock. His funeral was full of love and laughter, he would have been so proud. I am so lost now. I am all alone. He is back with Mum but I don't know if I can do this alone.
Last post by Kbel88 - January 13, 2023, 06:03:52 PM
I don't want to believe my mum is gone, she passed away on Sunday just after midnight from sepsis at the age of 61, She has been unwell with liver disease and lots of other things caused by that for a while now but this has come as a complete shock. She has had many hospital stays, going to a & e and g.p visits but has always got better but this time she just couldn't fight it. Me and my 8 year old daughter have lived with my mum for the past 5 years as she broke her pelvis and was left disabled. I left my job so I could care for her, we are a team and she basically was like my daughters other parent, we shared bills, took it in turns to buy the food shop, she was always here every time I got home from the school run, she honestly is the funniest , kindest woman anyone could meet, she never complained even though she had every right to as was in pain a lot. I'm hurting so much and trying my hardest to be strong for my daughter but I can't take it, everything in our lives will change, I have so many people to contact, I will need to get a job, we have a motability car which will go back, I have to sort out our benefits, probably move as we are in a council house which was adapted for her needs (stair lift, wet room etc) I know I have to contact them all but I just can't face the world right now and only just managing to look after my daughter. we can't register her death until the 23rd so all I can think about is her funeral right now. I can't stop re playing in my head the Saturday she went into hospital what if I'd woke up and called and ambulance earlier would she still be here now. I love her so much and I don't want my life to not have her in it xxx
Sadly this board is no longer used as it was, and the only reason I leave it up is for the wealth of support that has been written here for others to see.
But I would like to answer you knowing exactly how you are feeling having experienced something a little similar.
Eight years would normally be considered to be a reasonable time for a broken heart to heal, but when guilt like you feel comes into the equation, no amount of time can always bring total peace of mind back to your day.
The only honest answer and support I can offer you right now Esther, is that for you to have loved your brother as much as it comes across to me that you did, means he was a truly wonderful person in himself, and no doubt loved you big time.
Don't keep beating yourself up over not speaking with him, that's just human nature we are all guilty of in not doing the most we ever can for them, and trust me even if you had spoken to him, NOTHING would have changed.
Yes you can't talk on the phone anymore, but what you can do is write to him telling him how much you miss and love him like you do. Will it be tough to do? oh yes through floods of tears no doubt about that one.
But I promise you Esther when the tears end and the room is silent again, from somewhere, I don't know where, you'll feel his peace and spirit speaking within your mind, you just have to open up to hear the calming words and believe in them that your life does have meaning, and that may even be for what you can do to help others, or whatever?
Last post by esther e - December 29, 2022, 06:24:47 AM
I feel my life has no meaning . Eight yrs that my brother's been gone and nothing has changed except the yrs going by, more time missing and longing for my brother I'll never have again. Just want to pick up the phone and call him, hear his voice again, tell him how much I love him. The last time my brother was alive, we had texted and not spoke,something that I feel regret for all these yrs, if I had spoken, I would've heard from his voice something was wrong and I could've reached out, but I failed him. That day my brother was not to come home ever again .My life has no meaning.
Last post by Lainey58 - October 23, 2022, 12:25:19 PM
My name is Elaine. I lost my husband of 15 years on the 17th May (he was diagnosed weeks earlier with a blood clot on his lung and heart trouble) we had been together 21 years and my cat (Lymphoma diagnosed in July) on 10th September, 2022.
One loss was difficult, 2 unbearable.
My other cat was diagnosed with heart trouble the weekend following my husbands passing. My mother in law also had health problems that weekend and ended up in hospital and then a nursing home until July.
Lost my dad a couple of years ago and my other cat a little while before.
Joined my local leisure centre to help me through the winter months and meet other people.
I've been lucky I have such wonderful neighbours and friends. I don't know how I would have coped this far without them.
Last post by longedge - October 22, 2022, 04:41:27 PM
Where have they gone! 7 years ago tomorrow and I sometimes think that the pain gets worse.
I'm listening to my Spotify playlist and one of my old favourites has just been on. I used to pay little attention to lyrics but I've found myself listening to them more and more and so often finding that they are very apt..... Red, red wine goes to my head Makes me forget that I still need her so Red, red wine, it's up to you All I can do I've done Memories won't go, memories won't go I'd have sworn that with time Thoughts of you leave my head I was wrong, now I find Just one thing makes me forget Red, red wine, stay close to me Don't let me be alone It's tearing apart my blue heart