Monday, August 07, 2006
among the loses
When someone you love dies, there are other loses than the loss of the person--recently I went to visit my family. It is a long drive of over 500 miles, it seems longer each time I go. With the loss of my son---there is now one more cemetery to visit.
Among the loses, is a place that was relaxing and surrounded with happiness--but it is now mingled with sadness and sorrow. I have lost the relaxing, happy feeling in addition to the loss of my son.
Next to the last day of my stay I went to my son's grave--I was reminded of all the pain that I experienced when I first learned he had shot himself--I can still picture the minster's face as he told me I needed to go home--to drive home--where my wife waited to tell me my son was dead.
Every 17 minutes some family experiences the same loss that I did--a loved one takes his or her life--among the loses is that each family will never be the same again.
Among the loses, is a place that was relaxing and surrounded with happiness--but it is now mingled with sadness and sorrow. I have lost the relaxing, happy feeling in addition to the loss of my son.
Next to the last day of my stay I went to my son's grave--I was reminded of all the pain that I experienced when I first learned he had shot himself--I can still picture the minster's face as he told me I needed to go home--to drive home--where my wife waited to tell me my son was dead.
Every 17 minutes some family experiences the same loss that I did--a loved one takes his or her life--among the loses is that each family will never be the same again.
# posted by survivors story @ 5:12 PM 
