Loss of Adult Child
Growing in Grief
The day our daughter passed away… my breaking heart made this silent request, “Please… My Dear Lord God… please, …bury me with my child! It will be more merciful to be buried with her, than trying to go through this life without her.” But a soft reply echoed back, “I will be with you.” I began to think of the happiness my daughter would never know… falling in love, and all the whimsical delights that come with a true first love… her wedding day,…
…And then came grief … my daughter died
I collapse to the floor and mourn. Grief has come to forever intrude on my life. The hours, days, months, and years pass and yet I do not perceive them, I am stuck in that dreadful moment when I lost you. Grief, the visitor who never leaves, inserts itself into every aspect of my life. It shadows me like an impending storm…I feel it. I hear it. I see it and it overtakes me. It dulls every happy moment. I am ravished…
My Darkest Day
It was December…and the worst news of my life shattered me forever…Kimberly was dead! My beautiful 28 year old daughter had died of the flu. She had gone to see a doctor on December 13th and died on December 17th, 2014, alone in her apartment. Kimberly’s dad and I both had spoken with the police officers who had found her. They were compassionate and gave us the information we were wanting. Bill then called our travel agent and arranged for us…