After 31 years of marriage, my 62 year old husband went to heaven August 1st. He is no longer uncomfortable, frustrated, declining, tired, and hurting. AgingCare site has been a big help to me being his caregiver. A place to go to vent or ask a question, and read other caregivers concerns and to know that I/we are not alone, in any step in life. Anyone who lost their loved one, have any suggestions to help with this loss empty feeling, I would sincerely appreciate it.
Books on grief can be helpful. When you can read for pleasure, try reading again. Take care of yourself. Eat better, nap, exercise a little, take time to focus on you, even if it is just a little something here and there. Your grief will change slowly and you will know this as time passes. Some recommend writing in a journal. You can look back and see how far you have come.
I just brought him back home from the VA they give him hours or a day or two
there’s absolutely no easy fix to this situation as we have cared and loved them for so long we must consider their quality of life and their comfort . We can’t be selfish and keep holding onto
them. I wanted a feeding tube and IV fluids the Drs refused . He can’t go on life support or be shocked nor can they fur chest compressions due to a 9.8 aorta aneurism he has covid which has complicated all his other health issues.
i lost my first husband to brain cancer , now Rick has dementia and Parkinson’s and many other problems.
All we can do is remember who they once were. What they loved to do or watch on TV . Remember the loving days spent together , But know they are now happy , healthy Young again . No longer will they ever be sick or in pain they won’t have to face a world that’s declining where there’s such bitterness and hatred . Yes we are left behind this is the hardest thing I’ve gone through , I know he’s hungry and thirsty but he can no longer swallow and I’m told it’s selfish and almost cruel to keep him clinging to life. They want him to just get morphine to help him pass in somewhat comfort .
it’s heart breaking laying next to
him rubbing his head holding his hand until he takes his last breath.
But I know when Jesus calls him home he will be welcomed into Gods kingdom so I will thank God for the time he kept us together . I’ll thank God he’s no longer suffering . How glorious to know how forgiving and loving Jesus is
So continue to pray , give praise to Jesus for dying on the cross so we might be saved . I will miss my husband so much but he will always be a part of me ,
I pray you find peace and I hope you have family and friends to support you. There are many out here who have lost spouses and each of us goes through it in. Different way . God keep you in his loving arms and sends his angels to be around you through these coming months . God bless 🙏🙏🙏💕😢
This is a very interesting thread. I too lost my husband recently. We were married 55 years. He passed on April 1. He had a long illness and was in Hospice for over a year. He was in care as I could no longer physically care for him though I was still his primary decision maker/care overseer/organizer. I visited daily as COVID allowed. This whole past year has been a nightmare. I have amazing friends who have supported me through this journey. But -- I am tired of having to learn how to fix things -- sprinklers, broken dryer, etc. I miss my husband terribly especially when something funny happens and I want to share. Sometimes the feeling of not contributing is overwhelming .. though not sure I am ready. There has to be meaning beyond this. HUGS
There is a lot of great advice in this thread. Thank you all for sharing and thank you for starting the thread.
While others may offer more personal experience, I would say to delve into the feelings - really feel what is going on inside. Finding distractions may help (friends, re-focus your attention elsewhere), however the emptiness you feel can grow beautiful flowers in your soul - beauty that represents your husband's essence and loving memories.
Grieving is grief and it hurts.
Time heals.
Be patient with yourself.
Perhaps start writing in a journal - 'non-stop' writing. This is a tool / technique where you do not edit yourself at all. You keep the pen / pencil moving and it doesn't matter what comes out.
And, try writing (if writing is a way for you to express yourself) all the wonderful memories and fun times you had together.
Talk to him. Always talk to him.
Gena / Touch Matters
Ask for help and know people like me pray💕 for strangers.
1Peter 5:7
My wife of 58 years died on June 20th, Orthodox Christian Pentecost. She had been experiencing Alzheimer's for some 12 years, still at home and still friendly and communicative.
Each day is now different with many ups and downs in the midst of a lifetime of memories of our marriage and five children and 14 grandchildren, all of whom are still with us.
None of us like to think about death until it happens to someone close to us. Then we are confronted with it.
There is a little book in the "School of Life" series called "On Confidence" that might be helpful. It's not a Christian book, but has a lot of good advice--not about mourning, but about tackling whatever life throws at us. The point is made that "Really... we're just failing to imagine that others are every bit as fragile as we are. Without knowing what it is that troubles or wracks outwardly impressive people, we can be sure that it will be something" (p. 24). "The unconscious mind may, as is its wont, be reading the present through the lenses of decades ago, but what we fear has, in truth, already happened; we are projecting into the future a catastrophe that belongs to a past we have not had the chance to fathom and mourn adequately" (p. 84). "We can, despite our fears, survive the loss of hope" (p. 86).
As several people have pointed out, a bereavement group can be helpful. That has been my experience, too. Somehow it is comforting to know that others are having similar experiences to you. You can help them; and they can help you to face the reality of facing life on your own, but still with the Lord. Even for those who not share a faith in God, there is a strong sense of mutual support which brings encouragement and support.
All the best
For every person born means one more to feed graveyards and it can happen any age. That's what helped me through my mom's death and I never was separated from my mom all my life until she died age 90.
Accept the things you cannot change and death is one of those.
Give yourself time to grieve I don't know how your life is or how old you are, but you may have to look for a job because the bills will keep on coming in. AND you have to deal with tons of paperwork like funeral/cremation arrangements, insurance papers, and so on. Possibly even probate (anything not in your name).
October 19 will be 2 years mom died. It still feels strange without her..but I also learned to carry on because what other alternative is there? Crack up? Even that won't bring her back. Give yourself time to cry but you will have to forge your own life and in time you will.
God bless you and take care
I will pray that God will comfort you, and I mean that. When I say I will pray for someone, I do. As someone else said, loss is part of life. The only way to never suffer loss is to never have anything you hold dear.
I urge you to talk to your pastor, and to reach out to Christian friends. Also, try to get involved in something outside your self, like being active in a church or volunteering. Nothing will take away your grief, but in the long term it might become less intense.
And do not allow grief to ruin your life. God still has a purpose for you, and paralyzing grief will prevent you from living a good life. Remember, you will see him again some day when there will be no more pain nor loss.
After my mother passed in 2016, I would go into our dining room, which we had fixed up as her bedroom, and sit on the couch in the sun. My mother had a similar room off her DR in her house that she called her 'morning room,' and so for a little while, I called it my 'mourning room.' I'd sit with a cup of tea, as we used to do, and a little uplifting book and just observe the silence. Every evening I'd go past the door, look at her photo and say something out loud like, 'Love ya, Mama,' or 'See you in the morning!' I know it sounds daft, but any way you need to get through your grief is OK. As the days went on, I was able to write in my journal, plan my day, make little sketches. At the six or nine month mark (I forget), I thought maybe I should see someone because I still felt lethargic and sad, but my best friend said her mum had been gone for 12 years and you never really ever get over it, you just go on. That was the best advice. I stopped thinking there was some kind of timetable and started being kinder to myself.
My almost 50-year-old son died six months ago today. He was ill. It seems like a lifetime ago and I miss him like crazy. I went away for a few weeks after he passed, and that was good, but I had to come back to his room and his clothes and his belongings which I am still dealing with. I hear a song he'd listen to, or some memory will surface, and I take a moment to enjoy it as he would. This is life. This is loss. This loss is different, as each one is.
When my father died in 1986, I was still working and I barely had time to mourn. Giving someone the advice to keep busy, etc., is probably good, but it doesn't matter how you handle the death of your loved ones, two things are absolute: One, you must make the place in your heart to hold them stronger, and that just takes time. And two, you are hurting because you loved and were loved in return. Say 'thank you' and accept Life's gift.
Everything you feel is entirely normal. Be kind to yourself--you have just been through a significant trauma. Spend time with everything you feel. Do not try to avoid the sad or frightening emotions. Acknowledge them and experience them. Forgive people who say useless things at this time. They mean well.
When you are ready, talk about what you have been through, perhaps with a Grief Support group where people listen to each other. (Not just a "workshop" dispensing platitudes.). Bring up your husband's name with others who might share memories of him so they know it is OK to talk about him. Other people may be afraid to mention him b/c they "don't want to remind you" that he died. We know you are never going to forget for a minute.
Take whatever time and space and path you need to deal with your emotions. Do not let people tell you "should" be glad your husband is no longer in pain or you "should" be over his death by a certain time. There are no "shoulds" in grieving.
You will begin to see small joys in your day and your memories of your husband will work through the sad and depressing ones to happier times. Include him in your thoughts as you go through your day. Remember him with friends and family. The time you had with him will always be part of who you are.
My husband had Lewy body dementia and I was his full time caregiver for many years. After he died I attended a Hospice grief group that was helpful (FYI you need not have used the services of Hospice to participate in their group) and I spoke to my Dr about some issues like anxiety and depression.
It actually took a close friend to point out my struggle because I didn't recognize it for what it was.
For a short time I took an antidepressant and anxiety meds but the thing that helped me the most was volunteering.
I felt like I had lost my purpose in life after caregiving ended. I prayed and asked the Lord why I was still here if my purpose had been fulfilled. The kids were all grown and gone and I struggled to find a way to fit into the weird thing I now called my life. It was at this point I fully understood how long married spouses could easily die withing months of each other. Giving up and fading away could have been easy to do. God had other plans for me though.
I sought out something to be part of, although I knew I was not ready for anything caregiving related. I wound up volunteering at Habitat for Humanity and over the course of time realized that while I was helping someone else, I was also helping me.
Give yourself some grace though. The first year was like walking in a fog and to be honest there is so much of it that seems hazy or I wouldn't remember if I hadn't written it down. The second year was actually harder because the support system fades off when they feel we got through all the "firsts" and should be ok.
It's now been 7 yrs and I have even remarried a couple of years ago (I am as shocked about that as anyone else) but there are times I still struggle with my late husband's absence and grieve the life I thought we should have had.
I am still (yes, still) learning how to navigate my life without him. We have children and grandchildren and there is so much he isn't here to experience with them. SO I guess I'm saying that although time is so cliche it is also so true that it lessens the ache. Instead of stabbing pains they are now a dull thump on my heart and in my head. I'm moving ahead and trusting that my heavenly Father will see me through. I don't think we ever get over or past it. We go right through it and use the experience to help another as they too take the grief journey.
Thinking of you and praying you find some comfort for your heart , mind and body.