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Don't believe the life you have
Will be the only one
You have to let your body sleep
To let your soul live on
Praying you find peace. So sorry for your loss.
originally posted by: ChiefD
I haven’t been on here in some time. In October 2022 my husband of 30 years had a massive heart attack at the nursing home. They were able to revive him and got him to the hospital. After a couple of days in the hospital, the doctor pulled me aside and informed me that my husband’s heart was failing. He would not be able to stay alive without being on a bipap and feeding tube. After talking to hospice, and them talking to my husband we made a decision to take him off the bipap and feeding tube. My husband had always told me he didn’t want machines keeping him alive. On November 1, 2022, I held my husband’s hand, talked to him, told him how much I love him, and he peacefully passed away a couple of hours after they removed the bipap and feeding tube.
I’m grateful I got to be with him. I had a pastor in the room with me who was a very comforting presence. Hospice was wonderful and compassionate. My husband was 70 years old. We had his funeral at a veterans Cemetary in Wisconsin, with full military honors. It was a lovely ceremony, very poignant. Of course I lost it when they played Taps. I have a great support system of family and friends. I am also taking advantage of bereavement counseling and am in a grief support group.
I am devastated. I had 30 wonderful years of marriage with him, and have spent over half of my life with him. I feel broken, and the grief is intense and painful. But I must grieve if I am to heal. Some days I feel okay. Other days I feel like I can’t breathe. I will never be the same. There is a huge void, and I feel like when he died, a part of me died too.
I have started working part time again, as a crossing guard. It gets me out of the house and makes up for the Social Security that I lost, as I am 58. I try to take things one day at a time. Today I visited his grave for the first time since the funeral last November. I am slowly taking baby steps getting back to some of my hobbies. I am about to become a Great Aunt, as my niece is due in mid May. And my husband’s granddaughter had her first baby a little while ago. Life goes on around me. At times, I feel disconnected. But I will not give up. I will persevere and live a life of purpose and passion. I feel the gentle guidance of God around me. I pray every day and “talk” to my husband every day.
I know God has a plan for me. I will continue to progress each day, one day at a time.