In Janurary 1997 I lost both of my daughters to carbon monoxide poisoning in our home. My husband and I were both affected also but survived. On February 7, 1997 we burried both of our sweet angels. I know they are in a good place and will never hurt again. I have been so busy trying to help my husband to heal for the last nine years that I have just now even thought of grieving. I really thought I was going to be ok and had passed the worst part of all this, but just last night I realized that I had missed all of the steps except anger. I have really good friends to talk to and do so often, but now I don't know where to start. I miss them terribly as we were always together. They were only 14 and 17 years of age.
