Thread:Chrisiow/@comment-35094757-20180708155925/@comment-33215561-20180708195935

Sorry I did not see your original post. Seems like I miss a lot of things by not checking in enough. Both of my parents died from smoking also, Dad by stroke (made it four years) and Mom by lung cancer (then brain) made it a little less than a year. I too have a different attitude about religion. I won’t say time will heal because I’m not sure it does; prayer comforts some people but my mom was the most wonderful example of what a Christian can be and she always swore God was not going to take her by cancer. Well that’s how she died. That stuff about being at peace is just not so. She kept saying she still had things to do. I can’t help feeling her God betrayed her. I will share what a friend shared with me. The grief is like waves. Some days they are like tsunamis. Other days they are less. But they don’t ever really stop. For me I still cry at songs and feel like I’m in a dream that I will wake up from and see them, esp my Mom. It’s been almost three years. I talk about her everyday. That’s how I keep her with me. My aunt and I share stories. My brother and I talk about my Dad a lot. Anyway too windy I know. But you are in my thoughts and your pain is in my heart. Losing someone so special is something you have to live with but you never have to let go of who they were for you in your life. Susan