I lost my husband but I deal with it

“The most beautiful moment in my life is meeting my husband. I was happily married, but then my husband committed suicide. He was just a wonderful man. I don’t know what happened. His father did it about three months before him, and what the psychiatrist told me is that, it usually runs in the family. You know, the suicide. So, that’s what happened. One day, we were fighting, we’re arguing. He went to the room,  wrote me a nine-page letter about how much he loved me, and where all his money was, and everything. And that he is just, he’s had had it. I’m sorry he felt that way, because until this day I miss him. I dream about him every night.

From that experience, I learned that you couldn’t do that to people, as much as you want to. To leave this world, you have to wait for God’s time, not your time. I pray that he went to God, to Jesus not to the devil.

If I could give a lesson to anybody in the world is to live your life, and live it to the fullest. Every day is a new day, and you can make it through. God has surprises, and presents in store for you. One might miss out on that, and when he’s ready, each time he’ll have others surprises for you. That’s what I can say about it.

I just think suicide is a terrible thing. Once I wanted to do it myself, but I didn’t do it. I know how it feels like to be the one left behind, and I have a son. He’s grown and he’s in his 40’s. I have two grandchildren. He has a wife. She doesn’t like me. I don’t know why, she wouldn’t tell me. She said things over the years, and my memory isn’t so good anymore. I’m 70 years old. So, it’s been a long life. When He (God) is ready, He will be ready for me. That’s all. And I’ll go on to the next, wherever it’s there. If there is more there. Thank you a lot for asking, you made the day of an old women, you made my day.”

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