Death..the sadness never goes away
Today is the anniversary of the day I burried my late husband. I didnt even remember it until i looked at the date. It is strange how my mind and body works. I have been feeling a bit down lately and thought it was becuase of me having to look for a job.
I now know it is not. Every yr I fell down. No matter what is going on. It is like my body has an alarm clock and it goes off the end of April and last until the begining of May.
so I have been thinking about jamaica and wishing I were there. I would love to see the home i used to live in and see my friends i used to have ……….eat some cow foot with red bean and rice…..some achie and salt macrel………maybe some dumplins too………. I miss that food.
More than the food I miss my KEN. I miss his smile and how he used to drive me freakin crazy with his sad behind country music that I hate. I miss him beign a dad. I miss him singing my son to sleep. I miss him dancing with him to calm him down when he was a todler.
I wonder what he thinks of my life now. I wonder if he approves of us living here and not in jamaica. I wonder if he knows I miss him and wish he never left…….
Sufferers suffer and mourners mourn. And comfort is given in the midst of the loss and hurt. And the soul grows deeper and the heart is bigger. And then you can touch others in their suffering and pain and help them find comfort and courage. It does take courage to fight this life wounded and suffering. It requires more strength. But be proud of who you are and honor your Ken by your life and how you live.
Salaam Alaikum sweetie,
May Allah bless you and yours in this life and the next. Sorry you are feeling the pain and longing.
Love,
PM
Salaam,
May you find comfort and solace in yuor time of need. Allah(swt) is with you.
Nasi’
As Salaamu Alaikum Dear Sister:
I wish I was there to give you a big hug!
Asalaam alaikum,
Me too, like Safiyyah, I wish I could embrace you right now. Alhumduhlillah, you have made it through. Feel what you feel, remember him, all the goodness that you shared. Your words are so genuine, maashaAllah, you must have loved him deeply. I am happy Allah allowed you to experience it.
I recently lost my husband 03/26/08 and I still think each day I come home he’ll be on the couch sitting to give me a kiss hello and let me know how much he missed me (he was a retired cop).
its amazing how much you miss the person you use to spend every moment with, its nice to know I AM NOT ALON.