Journal Entry for October 13, 2007
Today is another Saturday, and fall is fast coming in all to quickly. I find myself more depressed than I have been and somehow I think I am …
is feeling Bad
I lost my husband a few months ago to Kidney cancer, an noncurable form of cancer.
Today is another Saturday, and fall is fast coming in all to quickly. I find myself more depressed than I have been and somehow I think I am …
Today is Monday and since the weekend is over, my mood has changed as I don't feel like I have to keep myself busy. Somehow after working all …
Today is Sunday and the weekends are the hardest. I try to keep very busy, but I am so lonely inside, and it doesn't seem to get better but …
Today seems to be another bad day. They seem to be getting worse instead of better. With each day I seem to miss him more and more and …
How are you? I just left a note in your journal, I hope you are doing ok, but I know you probably are not. Come and talk, it will help. thinking of you. love jazzy
hugs to make you feel better i hope...
The first year is always the hardest! His birthday, your anniversary,your birthday, places you used to go all the time.A person that looks like your husband! All these firsts, are all really hurtful, but as time passes it does get easier. Once you are no longer a couple,your friends don't hang around with you because you no longer have things in common like you did when you were a couple. Only your true friends will be there for you.I'm one of those true friends.
All those special days and anniversaries are so hard, the holidays too, when everyone you know are enjoying there 'normal' life. Somehow we carry on, and I can say the terrible pain lessens, leaving an ache (that I think may be there for ever). I have heard from others way down the track that life does go on and a different life is found, but never forgetting, or stop loving our precious one. How could we?
Yes I think if only I could turn the clock back, and nag at him a bit more about his health, maybe his death could have been prevented. But I know I tried my hardest, and the thing he feared the most - cancer, never came and was not what killed him, it was the car crash. The "if only's" are the hardest. I know around three months I was angry with him, then I was bargaining, and so sad. This is a long road, and it is good we are here to reach out to each other. love, jazzy
I basically told you everything in the previous paragraph about telling about myself.