Tomorrow is his birthday

by Zoe

It was the first time we were going to celebrate it on the day, together, in a very long time.
He was on the road last year, he came home I sent him his present, He loved it, but it was not the same, he kept all the packing until I got there so he could show me all of it. The joy of us being together, that was what mattered the most.

I was supposed to be taking care of him, spoiling him, wrapping him up. I told him once the safest place he could ever be was in my arms. That is where he died.. So much for my word meaning anything.

I want to be with him. Why is that so bad, I keep hearing it is not my time? Who is to judge time? I do not raise children; I do not take care of parents. There is just me. And the person I want to be with is on the other side. Why should I stay here?

Hoping that the veil will thin and he would be near.

I talked to a friend who is a medium and does ghost hunting. She said I was unusual because most people when pressed genuinely would not want to see or be with the ghost of a loved one, they would be afraid. She said I am one of the only people who she is sure; not only craves it but also would revel in the joy of being with the one I lost.

I talked with member of a Kabalistic temple. He sent me a book about how they view death and the thinning of the veils. I am supposed to feel him closer, I feel nothing.

I talked to Christians who say to take comfort in faith. How do you do that? When I found out he was sick I asked no, I begged that he be spared, I would have gone in his place, I was ignored and the kindest, gentlest most wonderful man was put though a horrible painful death.

Look to faith, belief, whatever you want to call it, all of that did nothing to help him, what comfort am I to take in it now? There is no comfort.

It is like wandering in and out of doors of a vacant building. There is an occasional sign of what life would have been there, but nothing left. In addition, as you look deeper, it just gets darker, until there is no light. He was my light, he is gone. There is no other light for me. There is the pain in my heart that translates into physical pain just from the loss of him. There are tears that still freely flow.

I cannot watch TV, I cannot listen to music, there is nothing that does not spark a memory and make me cry. I see others around me, as they step away, not wanting to be caught in my tide of despair. I do not blame them. In fact, solitude is easier; I do not have to apologize for my pain or my tears. I do not have to explain why I do not want to eat or why going out does not interest me. Alone I can hold his memory.

I have written here before, there are those who read here who wondered if I heard what was said. I do, and I appreciate what I do hear. And I do thank you, HH for your input, I read what you write, I know how hard you try through your own pain.

But my grip is slipping on the blanket I wrap around myself to move forward. One-step in front of the other is becoming more difficult. I wrote this today because I knew I could not write it tomorrow.

Tomorrow is his birthday.

I cannot do this without him.

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Oct 08, 2010
by: Jeri

I lost my 47 yr old husband 2 mo ago. his birthday is 10-14 and i can not imagine how i am going to make it thru that day much alone for christmas or our anniversary. i know i will live, but i dont much feel like living thru it right now.

Oct 08, 2010
Tomorrow is his birthday
by: Anonymous

Your pain like mine is very heavy and lonely. Don't give up for you are not alone. There are so many people that read this site that are suffering just like us. There is life after death and your dear heart is now with you in spirit. The reason you don't see it is because you're so bound in your sorrow. Try something different. Think happy thoughts of the two of you. You will then begin to see the spirit of your loved one maybe even feel it. Just when you divert your attention to something else, something will pop into your head. Maybe it will be a nice memory you shared, a song on the radio, a feeling of someones touch, something you both relate to. You may not recognize it at first. That's ok, you will eventually. The key is to move forward, take your time. My prayers that you know the sign and only you will know what it is. Please give it a try because that person is still with you, only in a different way. Hang in there it will get better. M Mack

Oct 04, 2010


You have made it through many days that you thought were impossible. And some "normal" days that you just couldn't deal with. Some memory tore you a new one, unexpected and you felt like damn I'm at square one, is there any progress at all?

There is and you CAN do it, WE can do this as hurtful is it is one foot, one day after another.

I still tell myself that I would take him back sick I would take him back well, Old Paul, New Paul anything but the gone Paul.

I DO think somehow that he is looking down on me, helping me, guiding me and giving me that little joy. You know right when you think you can take no more that the burden is JUST TOO GREAT for me to bear alone. This tiny little "thing" a small minute joy like a whoville joy will come and tap you on the shoulder. BUT you have to be watching. It just a little thing that tries to push the black away, that dark heavy blackness that it seems nothing can enter.

It is a gift from him, look for it. He is with you though not physically but somehow is spirit it was that kind of Love. I know I had it too.

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