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Death
Dec 20, 2011 11:16:52 GMT -5
Post by John on Dec 20, 2011 11:16:52 GMT -5
I just heard that my oldest uncle (in Sweden) has died. It was a good thing though that we visited him at old-age home in Sweden in the summer of 2011. My mother and he could talk for a long time face to face then. sorry to hear that mika. but at least your mom and you got to see him one last time.
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Death
Dec 20, 2011 11:31:17 GMT -5
Post by mika on Dec 20, 2011 11:31:17 GMT -5
I just heard that my oldest uncle (in Sweden) has died. It was a good thing though that we visited him at old-age home in Sweden in the summer of 2011. My mother and he could talk for a long time face to face then. sorry to hear that mika. but at least your mom and you got to see him one last time. Oh yes. I think we made a wise decision when we decided that we should travel to Sweden. We missed that annual trip to Sweden last year (2010), because of my father's death. It is sad that this kind fo news come just before the X-mas.
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Death
Dec 20, 2011 12:11:12 GMT -5
Post by John on Dec 20, 2011 12:11:12 GMT -5
a friend here was just telling me yesterday that his dad had died on Christmas day and his mom died the next year on Christmas eve!! that's got to really ruin the holiday.
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Death
Dec 30, 2011 0:41:47 GMT -5
Post by mika on Dec 30, 2011 0:41:47 GMT -5
I noticed this just now. Yeah, death is never a nice thing, but when it happens just before the holidays, it ruins the holidays completely.
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Jan 2, 2012 6:44:25 GMT -5
Post by Tomcat on Jan 2, 2012 6:44:25 GMT -5
Just read it... My condolences Mika!
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Jan 2, 2012 8:13:00 GMT -5
Post by mika on Jan 2, 2012 8:13:00 GMT -5
Thank you, Csaba.
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Apr 24, 2012 10:23:31 GMT -5
Post by metalwarrior on Apr 24, 2012 10:23:31 GMT -5
It's now 10 years since my mom passed away from brain cancer. Ten years is long time, but horrible memories about those times are still trying to go into mind.
Dad's passing feels still the most awful thing.
At least I've learned that you never know when it's time to leave this world. No matter if you are 20,30, or 80 yrs old... no one knows the day God wants you to heaven.
They say time will heal the wounds. Well, it certainly doesn't. It just gives some distance and different perspective to things.
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Apr 24, 2012 10:27:31 GMT -5
Post by John on Apr 24, 2012 10:27:31 GMT -5
i agree with that dude. it's been over 30 years since my grandma passed and i still miss her as much today as i did back then. all we can do is go on with our lives because the world sure doesn't stop for anybody. just keep the good memories and enjoy them. nobody can take that from you!
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Death
Jun 5, 2012 16:30:03 GMT -5
Post by John on Jun 5, 2012 16:30:03 GMT -5
i don't usually share stuff like this, but i had to this time. my beautiful aunt sends me stuff like this all the time. i usually just read and delete, but this one just touched me today so i thought i would share it. and in this thread since this thread is normally reserved for bad news, it could use a story like this.... Consumed by my loss, I didn't notice the hardness of the pew where I sat. I was at the funeral of my dearest friend - my mother. She finally had lost her long battle with cancer. The hurt was so intense; I found it hard to breathe at times. Always supportive, Mother clapped loudest at my school plays, held a box of tissues while listening to my first heartbreak, comforted me at my father's death, encouraged me in college, and prayed for me my entire life. When mother's illness was diagnosed, my sister had a new baby and my brother had recently married his childhood sweetheart, so it fell on me, the 27-year-old middle female child without entanglements, to take care of her. I counted it an honor. 'What now, Lord?' I asked sitting in church. My life stretched out before me as an empty abyss. My brother sat stoically with his face toward the cross while clutching his wife's hand. My sister sat slumped against her husband's shoulder, his arms around her as she cradled their child. All so deeply grieving, no one noticed I sat alone. My place had been with our mother, preparing her meals, helping her walk, taking her to the doctor, seeing to her medication, reading the Bible together. Now she was with the Lord. My work was finished, and I was alone. I heard a door open and slam shut at the back of the church. Quick footsteps hurried along the carpeted floor. An exasperated young man looked around briefly and then sat next to me. He folded his hands and placed them on his lap. His eyes were brimming with tears. He began to sniffle. 'I'm late,' he explained, though no explanation was necessary. After several eulogies, he leaned over and commented, 'Why do they keep calling Mary by the name of 'Margaret?'' 'Because, that was her name, Margaret. Never Mary, no one called her 'Mary,'' I whispered. I wondered why this person couldn't have sat on the other side of the church. He interrupted my grieving with his tears and fidgeting. Who was this stranger anyway?
'No, that isn't correct,' he insisted, as several people glanced over at us whispering, 'her name is Mary, Mary Peters.' 'That isn't who this is.' 'Isn't this the Lutheran church?' 'No, the Lutheran church is across the street.' 'Oh.' 'I believe you're at the wrong funeral, Sir.' The solemnness of the occasion mixed with the realization of the man's mistake bubbled up inside me and came out as laughter. I cupped my hands over my face, hoping it would be interpreted as sobs. The creaking pew gave me away. Sharp looks from other mourners only made the situation seem more hilarious. I peeked at the bewildered, misguided man seated beside me. He was laughing too, as he glanced around, deciding it was too late for an uneventful exit. I imagined Mother laughing.
At the final 'Amen,' we darted out a door and into the parking lot. 'I do believe we'll be the talk of the town,' he smiled. He said his name was Rick and since he had missed his aunt's funeral, asked me out for a cup of coffee.
That afternoon began a lifelong journey for me with this man who attended the wrong funeral, but was in the right place. A year after our meeting, we were married at a country church where he was the assistant pastor. This time we both arrived at the same church, right on time.
In my time of sorrow, God gave me laughter. In place of loneliness, God gave me love. This past June, we celebrated our twenty-second wedding anniversary. Whenever anyone asks us how we met, Rick tells them, 'Her mother and my Aunt Mary introduced us, and it's truly a match made in heaven.' (see tomcat, i can have a soft side to me too! )
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Jun 6, 2012 4:43:55 GMT -5
Post by Tomcat on Jun 6, 2012 4:43:55 GMT -5
I've always known that you had a romantic side, John You're always trying to hide it but you can't
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Jun 6, 2012 6:07:31 GMT -5
Post by Stas on Jun 6, 2012 6:07:31 GMT -5
Great story. Written beautifully .
I agree, sometimes we see who is our man, like God^s will .
A girl to marry who suddenly appears like another part of me, or friends who understand You and whom You can rely on like on a concrete. Men that You can^t deny helping 24-7.
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Jun 6, 2012 8:32:12 GMT -5
Post by John on Jun 6, 2012 8:32:12 GMT -5
yeah, it's weird how things happen like that. Tomcat, you are 100% correct my brother!!!
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Dec 12, 2012 13:09:40 GMT -5
Post by John on Dec 12, 2012 13:09:40 GMT -5
i guess this would be my step-brother-in-law. he's my wife's mom's husbands son.... anyway, last night he was found dead in his house! 34 years old. they think he may have taken too many pain pills and fell and hit his head. they are doing an autopsy today or tomorrow i guess. we weren't too close. i think i only met him once or twice in the 20 years that i've been in the family. he didn't even stop by to say hi when my wife was up there this summer. but this is the 2nd of 4 kids that my father-in-law has lost. the other was to the kid being a drunk driver so not a lot of remorse there either. but i still feel bad for my father-in-law.
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Dec 12, 2012 13:52:18 GMT -5
Post by mika on Dec 12, 2012 13:52:18 GMT -5
I am sorry for the loss!
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Dec 12, 2012 16:57:29 GMT -5
Post by Tomcat on Dec 12, 2012 16:57:29 GMT -5
Sorry for that... He was young.
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