Members lovedones Posted January 6, 2010 Members Report Share Posted January 6, 2010 12 yrs ago I lost my husband. He was 38yrs old and died suddenly. My sons at the time were 12 and 16 yrs old. That day he passed is one of the most horrible days of my life. Having to tell my sons that their dad died was the worst thing I had to do.Thankfully my parents were there with me and gave up so much to always be there for my sons and I. I could have never gotten through everything with out them.My husband died of a massive heartattack. Thankfully he was at home when it happened and my sons were in school. I did CPR until the medics got there. At the hospital the drs said even if he was in the ER there was nothing anyone could have done to save him. I remember when they told me he was gone pounding on my dads chest yelling to my dad that he always listened to dad go in that room and make him breathe. I still have dreams of that day and it seems like it just happened yesterday. I not only loss my husband but my sons lost their dad. Seeing them grow up with out him still upsets me. He would be so proud of them and how they have grown into such fine, hard working, responsible young men. I was raised to believe that when a love one passes on they are always with you. This at times is a comfort. There are times were I can talk about him and laugh at stories, and memories. Then I have days were I think about him and do nothing but cry. I lost my dad 3 yrs ago and just lost my mom a few days ago. I feel like I have just about lost my mind. I keep thinking of how much my parents were supportive at that horrible time. Now they are gone too. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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