tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9129045009262289661.post8701799397130587504..comments2024-01-14T13:05:36.033-06:00Comments on The Ruth Experience: 10 Years Later...The Aftermath of GriefJuliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07340127954483068903noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9129045009262289661.post-32382770163564666732021-03-22T10:37:19.977-05:002021-03-22T10:37:19.977-05:00We've discovered that grief is like an ocean w...We've discovered that grief is like an ocean wave - sometimes it's wildness crashes over us, tossing us around and other times it's gentle, a subtle background noise in our day-to-day life. Praying for you as your grieve your best friend.Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07340127954483068903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9129045009262289661.post-4500585934906239062020-12-01T10:57:36.249-06:002020-12-01T10:57:36.249-06:00I don't know why I am doing this. Projecting t...I don't know why I am doing this. Projecting this story and these feelings out to the universe on a random link I clicked while trying to find understanding. But here it goes.<br /><br />It's been 9 years since I lost my best friend Rob to a car crash. By best friend, I absolutely mean attached at the hip, spent the majority of our waking hours together. I feel like I have coped well with my grief over the years, I even managed to live normal days on the last two anniversaries of his passing. But lately I have felt overwhelmed with grief, when I should be at my happiest. <br /><br />This year despite it's drawbacks, I married the love of my life. But that day was filled with as much melancholy as it was joy. I didn't have my best man. The guy whom I had weathered most of my storms with. But wait there is more, in just two months I will be welcoming my first child into the world. She will not know the man who would have spoiled her rotten as her godfather. Who would have took her fishing, taught her martial arts, and how to scare off boys. All these things he is going to miss out on and more.<br /><br />His death has ever felt quick, unexpected, and senseless. His decision to be a passenger in someone else's car seems like a benign decision we all make on a daily basis. But the consequences of that decision snuffed out everything he could have done and everything he could have been. He'll never be a husband, father, contributor to his community, whatever. It has snuffed out the potential for what could be, and I guess it wounds me that I'm here trying to live out those dreams we used to mused about at 3 am under the stars. <br /><br />I dunno if it's right for me to say I have survivors guilt, because I was no where near him when he passed, I had no hand in it. But I do feel guilty about living, when he isn't. I guess I just needed to say it. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12517196428375144368noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9129045009262289661.post-85822556530919855482015-10-23T16:28:01.113-05:002015-10-23T16:28:01.113-05:00Thank you so much for your kind words Sue. I appre...Thank you so much for your kind words Sue. I appreciate it.Kendrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00697085413398279728noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9129045009262289661.post-41418030096095672762015-10-18T12:13:06.854-05:002015-10-18T12:13:06.854-05:00beautifully written. you are thriving in your grie...beautifully written. you are thriving in your grieving - evident to all. And will be a comfort to many. Bless you, especially in the Fall when perhaps memories are move vivid, stirring and grievous. Sue Donaldsonhttp://welcomeheart.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9129045009262289661.post-4844172408728912492015-10-17T15:20:15.738-05:002015-10-17T15:20:15.738-05:00Thanks Nancy! I think she would have loved you too...Thanks Nancy! I think she would have loved you too :)<br />Kendrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00697085413398279728noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9129045009262289661.post-82159529104681891032015-10-15T20:28:37.969-05:002015-10-15T20:28:37.969-05:00I wish I'd had the chance to know her. I'm...I wish I'd had the chance to know her. I'm sure I'd love her as much as I love you!Nancy Holtehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05211772772218846433noreply@blogger.com