Roswell

Derek, Sorry I'm late bro' I'm not much on words, never quite had a way with them. However, you were one of the people that inspired me to join this site. For whatever reason, when I visit here I feel as if I'm amongst friends and family. Blissful, peaceful...I like to hide here as often as possible. It's people like you that make this site the tranquil sanctuary that it has become for me, and many others. Glad to hear that today was much better! Kind regards and best wishes, William.

Hello and welcome to the site. The grieving process seemingly has no boundaries, it's unfortunate that we're left to carry the load. It's a troublesome road, unpaved and full of bumps. However, you can't blame yourself. You must move on. Do not destroy yourself! Do not feel pathetic...you're amongst people that are capable of helping you deal your loss and grievance. We don't have all the answers you're searching for. We'll help you best we can. I'm always short on words, so allow me to depart with a gentle handshake. You take care and be well, and not too tough on yourself! William

First and foremost hello, and sorry for your loss! I agree...so much more could've been said or stated. NOT having the opportunity to say good-bye is what makes it so difficult. Lost my Father when I was quite young, 8 years old. Gave me a firm appreciation for my Mother struggling with 5 children to tend to. Although I'm 2000 miles away from my Mother, I either call or write her daily. I somehow get the impression she likes my letters, more than my call's. I'm currently living vicariously through her, and if something should happen to her???? That's another novel, as I can't imagine life without her. Either way, regardless...may God grant you the strength to carry on. Best wishes to you, and sincerest regards. Kindly, William

I'm commonly known for being short on words. However, welcome to the site. May you find peace and solitude here. So sorry for your loss, and as you're already well aware...there's no words anyone could compose or put together that could alleviate your pain and suffering. Most likely you're feeling lost, as if you're in a world all your own. It's difficult to stumble across someone who understands your loss and grievance. I usually turn to the Lord, I find myself in church quite often. I like frequenting during the week, when nobody's there. Your loss is so fresh, so new, I'm unable/incapable of providing you with positive news. It's a long road, a hard journey. However, just so you know.. you can grieve as long as you wish. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Condolences and warmest regards, William

Once again, I don't often post...I just read. However, without this site I was somewhat lost. Was completely unaware of how much I depend on all of you for peace and comfort. Best wishes and kind regards to all of you! Take care, be well, and may God bless each and everyone of you. Sincerely, William

Sorry for your loss, and I wish that I were capable of providing words that would bring comfort to you at this time. As everyone here is well aware...it's tough, and at times it doesn't seemingly appear as if it's going to get any easier. Though I seldom post and mostly just read, I've found everyone here to be a great source of courage when needed. Warmest of regards and best wishes extended your way. Keep us posted, and may your journey be smooth! William

Sorry, should have been more specific. I'd imagine that's why I read more than I write...even though I have lot to say. I was speaking to "dpodesta." I'm pullin' for him, I want things to work out his way. I want him to ultimately win. I want him to conquer and defeat whatever comes his way. No anger here STARKISS, just peace.

One of the kindest persons I've never had the opportunity to meet. Uncertain if it matters, I respect you immensely.Brief and short, I want everything to work out for you...take care and be well.

All I can offer is a gentle hug and a kind hand shake, pantry is running low. Sorry for your loss, greetings and best of tidings to you.

I've been lurking here for quite sometime, obviously just reading as this is my first post. Wow...just wow! Some of your backgrounds/histories are utterly over whelming to listen to. In some measure, I feel guilty mourning my loss as heavily as I do in comparison to most of you. Suppose you'd like a hear a little bit 'bout me before I continue. I'm 41 (42) the 27th of this month) and currently residing in the state of New Mexico. Born and raised in Pennsylvania, I lived there my entire life up until I lost my SO 18 months ago. Tossed away a job of nearly 18 years, had my home listed and sold just weeks after her swift departure. Really, I was incapable of staying there. A bit about her, she was a 41 year old French-Canadian artist living in Windsor, Ontario Canada. Yea, a long distance relationship. It worked, and seeing each other every 2-3 weeks was something to look forward to. Rather difficult to explain, absence makes the heart grow fonder. We had just spent the Christmas and New Years holiday together. She and her son had made the long 10 hour drive home, back to Ontario. She managed to shoot me an e-mail to say that they had arrived safely. Apparently, after composing and sending off the e-mail, she arose and instantly passed due to a brain aneurysm. To be honest, I ran away...couldn't deal, as everything was a constant reminder. I removed myself completely in hopes of alleviating some of the pain. However, sadly, it followed me here. I somehow thought that surrounding myself in beauty (this picturesque environment) I'd escape some of the agony I was putting myself through. I put my items in storage, hopped in the car and drove for days on end only stopping to fuel. I landed here, hence (Roswell), yep...where the Aliens supposedly made their infamous invasion, if you believe in such nonsense. Anyway, like most of you, I'm living day-to-day...seemingly on borrowed time. I don't really want to be here any longer, I know God has a master plan for me...yet he only leaves bread crumbs along the trail. Although I'm quite angry with him, and often question his authority and decisions...I stay stead-fast and true to him. He will provide for me in my hour of darkest needs. I get the impression that he's not too particular fond of me at this time, with good cause. Anger is quite a tool. I've removed myself from society, kinda closed my heart. Certain I'll never let anyone else in...protecting myself. Lost my Father when I was just 8 years old, this pain and disparity is nothing new to me. I can hack it! Or so I keep telling myself. All is not lost! So that was the short version, rendition, be happy...I can grow rather long-winded when writing. Best wishes to you, and warmest of regards to all, may God be with you. William PS. May you begin to live as you were always meant to, and so righteously deserve. (tip from a friend)