To my daddy I will never forget that morning, when you walked out the door, saying you’d be back in time for supper… Then the phone call that your plane had crashed… and seeing you with 3rd degree burns on 90% of your body. You died 3
Read story →Grief
We remember your voice
Hello baba, I wish you could live longer – to see how I grew up – how the family shattered without you. Hold on. We remember your voice, the strength you build within us – We will join you – one day – Love You …..
Read story →Maybe they are there
I wish I had done more for my parents. I did the best I could. I am working on making a garden for them, and when I am in this garden, I think of them and imagine how much they would have loved to be there. Maybe
Read story →I long to have the chance to talk to her
Tears well with reflection… My daughter died after two weeks in a coma resulting from an overdose of her prescription drugs. I still, 9 years later, long to have the chance to talk to her, longing for the opportunity to share those last weeks of her life
Read story →We are lost without you
My Dear Renee, We are lost without you – where have you gone? We will never forget you – thank you for touching our lives with your beauty and brilliance, even for such a short time. All love. – The P.C. team at Medstar Washington Hospital
Read story →It’s silent but so loud to me
It’s been twenty years, but I can still see my father, the gentleman doctor as brothers, sitting beside my Aunt in NYC. She’s in a rigid metal halo & back brace, due to the fractures along her spine from metastatic breast CA. Cheeks flushed with steroids, she’s
Read story →I can feel the pain of my best friend
I have a best friend who had a girlfriend. She was [suffering]; died in cancer. She committed suicide because of fearing the near future. I can feel the pain of my best friend. That girl had to face emotional pain. I can feel that emotional pain. This
Read story →You survived but did not live
Dad – I’m so sorry I let you down at your end of life – I let them put a feeding tube in when I should have just held your hand. You survived but did not live. I promise I will help others through this fear &
Read story →I still feel a twinge
When my first born son died from preterm labor at 20 weeks, the comfort from family & friends, the surprise at the many friends who share their stories and the blatant insensitivity of some. I still feel a twinge when I tell people I have two girls
Read story →Life without Grandma
Mom: when you were taken away so suddenly by death, I thought that my life had no meaning. Though I had a husband and two sons, the absence of your presence was very hard to take. Not just by me but by the whole family. Especially by
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