Jen81287

Hi Jen,

Sorry for your loss. Not sure if it will help we all go thru the same. I am along here in Toronto with my 2 kids when my wife passed away and had to arrange everything from Funeral to rituals as we are Hindu and have lots of rituals. On top of that one kid has to go to uni 3 days after funeral and other has to start in high school but one step at a time helped and was able to go thru all this along with going back to work as was away for more than a month and it was chaos at work too. Once got some time to breath I realized what will be the life ahead and felt broken but kept moving one day at a time. So please take your time to grief even if it means crying whole day and don't rush to finish stuff.

Also noticed replying to people in this forum might not help them much but does help me to take out my emotions so want to thank everyone here.

 

Lots of hugs.

MR

It does help.  Knowing I'm not alone and there are others who understand first hand what I'm going through helps.  It doesn't ease the pain much,  but it somehow makes it easier to get through it.

Im 29,  my husband was 32, we had been together 10 years married 4. We also had a 6 year old and a 1 year old together.  He died of what appeared to be some sort of very sudden organ failure on the 5. I won't know more about that for some time.  But the last 11 days have been chaotic to say the least. With a whole lot of help from my mother in law and some friends,  his funeral,  and our house was packed and planned in a week.  Then we took the 3 day drive cross country to move with family.  This evening was really the first opportunity I had to take a breath,  and when I did everything hit me like a ton of bricks.  It felt as if it was in that moment my soul had finally shattered under the stress,  I found myself not wanting to go on. My stomach has started acting the way it did when my father died,  sporadic sharp stabbing Pains.  It one day it will pass,  but when it started last time I wasn't able to eat for weeks. Anything would aggravate it,  even the smallest sip of water.  And here it is,  starting again at the loss of my husband.  I am reaching out for someone who knows the loss.  It feels like I really could die of a broken heart.