tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post2968142393195058230..comments2024-02-21T02:19:16.755-08:00Comments on Widow's Voice: Seven Widowed Voices Sharing Love, Loss, and Hope : In the NightMichele Neff Hernandezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02356589209090780127noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-64091773653013594102015-05-02T16:06:49.165-07:002015-05-02T16:06:49.165-07:00Oh Kelley. What a horrific ordeal. My heart broke ...Oh Kelley. What a horrific ordeal. My heart broke reading this. I am so sorry. I am so sorry that the world can be so cold and cruel, I am sorry your love is gone and not able to come riding to your rescue...I am sorry I am not closer to have been able to help - I am just sorry and sad and sitting here crying, thinking of how awful this was and wishing I could do something, anything, aside from just writing a message in this virtual world to let you know how important you are to so many people out here. But you are. Your wit and energy and vivaciousness come across so vividly and I know I am not alone in saying how deeply we appreciate you. For all it's worth I wish you everything lovely you deserve, somehow and any way, to offset the dark loneliness we know all too well.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10692228819480165657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-79334992138429265212015-05-01T20:01:48.282-07:002015-05-01T20:01:48.282-07:00so sorry you had to go through that kelly. " ...so sorry you had to go through that kelly. " to not be anyones priority anymore " sucks. i know how you feel Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-49729462436131353362015-05-01T14:52:40.260-07:002015-05-01T14:52:40.260-07:00ahhhhh, Kelley,
That horrible ordeal - how I wish...ahhhhh, Kelley,<br /><br />That horrible ordeal - how I wish I could have rescued you. I am so sorry for all the heart wrenching feelings that accompanied so many pleas for help that went unanswered, that even finally when you were let into the building, your heart was breaking and you were all alone and sobbing, cold, alone and feeling forgotten. and the very worst - feeling being no one's priority. sometimes I wish there was a island, one just for widows/ers, always nearby (like all those damned Walgreens and CVS'es) and we could call for help, and if we couldn't get there, someone would come and get us. and we could have just what we needed - a place to stay amongst the ones who get it, someone to give us a hug, someone who would sit with us and just hold our hand and listen as we wept and sobbed out our story. a safe haven where we didn't have to feel like we are aliens when we hurt so bad and there is no one to turn to. <br /><br />sending you lots of warm hugs...<br /><br />with much love,<br /><br />Karen xoxotccomments2013https://www.blogger.com/profile/00446394638074551345noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-59583195371471907572015-05-01T12:19:08.429-07:002015-05-01T12:19:08.429-07:00I am so sorry this happened to you.
Yes, it is tr...I am so sorry this happened to you. <br />Yes, it is true. When a spouse is gone, also gone is that special person looking out for us. My first realization occurred the first time when I had to visit an emergency room--burst into tears when asked for an emergency contact. <br />And there have been more times. <br /> <br />And over time, I think we learn to become our own special person. And we look out for others like ourselves. It takes courage and fortitude to keep going. <br />You can take pride in how far you have come and that you are making it. <br />No fun. Not easy.<br />But take pride.<br />KudosAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-66665844463435897612015-05-01T08:04:09.335-07:002015-05-01T08:04:09.335-07:00Thanks Karen. Im fine now, but that night I just f...Thanks Karen. Im fine now, but that night I just felt so alone. My husband would have moved mountains to come and get me somehow and make damnn sure I wasnt alone that night - but even more importantly, I wouldnt be IN these kind of situations in the first place if he wasnt dead!!! Im okay most days, but it sure does suck being reminded in big bold letters "YOU DONT COME FIRST ANYMORE TO ANYONE." Not fun at all. Kelley Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17289972201201027609noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-57457166078621675682015-05-01T07:39:01.803-07:002015-05-01T07:39:01.803-07:00Kelley, I am so sorry that you had to endure such ...Kelley, I am so sorry that you had to endure such a terrifying experience on top of everything else you've endured since Don died. I've posted to you before telling you that my Rich died unexpectedly of a heart attack in his sleep next to me. Since my husband died, I feel like a child left alone in the dark to experience everything life throws at me alone. I know that is how you must have felt last Friday. I wish I could have been there to help you. I wish I had the ability to take the pain of your loss away. I wish I knew why God took our spouses away and left us so alone and heartbroken. I wish I knew why our friends are gone and why we look so normal on the outside while we're so broken and bereaved on the inside. You are an inspiration to all of us and I know I join others in sending you our love and support. KarenAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-53798868713787097242015-05-01T02:48:00.892-07:002015-05-01T02:48:00.892-07:00Dear Kelley Lynn-
I am so sorry that you had to go...Dear Kelley Lynn-<br />I am so sorry that you had to go through such an ordeal.<br />I haven’t had to go through anything like that, but I did have an evening last winter where I had difficulty getting a bus home from work because there were major protests in town, the police had the streets blocked off, and the businesses closed early and locked their doors. I was out on the streets by myself in the freezing cold trying to find a way around the barricades and groups of protestors. Everything worked out ok, but I felt so alone. My husband would have figured out a way to come get me, but now I am on my own and there is no one to care or even notice if I get home ok. Sucks.<br />Our life was held together by scotch tape and hope, as well. Since he’s been gone there is no more hope, and tape only goes so far.<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1268746983441346507.post-16276632990245725962015-05-01T01:39:21.002-07:002015-05-01T01:39:21.002-07:00Oh Kelley how awful for you. I was very ill last w...Oh Kelley how awful for you. I was very ill last week and woke up on the bathroom floor I presume I must have passed out. The despair was awful. Knowing that you are no longer the centre of someone's universe is the worst feeling in the world.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com