Have you ever lost a loved one or someone dear to you?

[Snivi]

Have you ever lost a loved one or someone dear to you?

I lost my sister to cancer in 1995. She was 29.

 

[Percy Thrillington]

Sorry to hear that, Haine.

I've never lost any relatives of mine, but, about four years ago, a family friend of ours died. She was fifteen and her name was Lily. Lily had something wrong with her back (her spinal cord wasn't as straight as it should have been or something, I never found out the exact details, I didn't want to know them, to be honest) and she kept on bending lower and lower, so the doctors reccommended that she undergo a rather serious operation in which extra discs would be put into her back to make her spine straighter than it was. The operation wasn't a success. She lost the power of her legs first and three days after the operation she was on a life support machine. Then, a couple of hours later, she departed from this world. I don't know, I didn't know her that well but I completely lost it and was crying all day. It was something I still can't quite explain, ever now.

 

[icomeanon6]

Have you ever lost a loved one or someone dear to you?

I lost my sister to cancer in 1995. She was 29.

I've had a member of my family die from cancer, too. It was my great-great uncle on Monday 8 of December, 2003. Specifically, it was brain cancer. He was an amazing person, he fought in WWII and worked in the CIA afterwards. When my mom told me that he had died, I completely lost it. I think it was the first time I swore aloud, too.

 

[Gerri Shin]

I haven't lost anyone myself, but my best friend's dad was killed in a car accident right before his senior year in highschool. the worst part was that I was away volunteering at a christian camp/ hotel resort in another state and wasn't able to be there for the funeral. (His parents were divorced too.)

 

[Signomi]

I have a horrible memory of losing someone dear to me in a car accident when I was younger, to which I had witnessed happen. Years after that, I lost my Aunt due to cancer.

 

[LaurenLOVESTONED]

I lost my history teacher to a heart attack seven weeks ago. He was 49. He was the most amazing man I have ever met, and it took his death to realise I was in love with him. Not in a way that I would've made a move, but in a way that I cursed the universe every day for making him thirty three years older than me. He was my kindred spirit. I miss him every day.

 

[Zet]

I lost a friend when I was in grade 9, she fell from the roof of a house throwing water bombs at her brother

 

[Shiny]

I'm lucky enough to of not lost a family memeber but at the start of this year, my uncle & both grandmas had heart attacks, all in 3 days, the did survive however[

 

[Sexycheese]

I lost a very close member of my family to cancer about 4 years ago, and my girlfreind got run over by a car and died recently....I try not to think about it

 

[Eon-Rider]

Although she wasn't exactly close, my grandma on my dad's side died several years ago. :\

 

[Nick]

Mmm.. seeing how someone made a thread dedicated to this really made my heart jump a beat. Thank you Haine Togu, you don't know how much I appreciate this.

Just three months ago, I had lost my mother due to overdosing. She didn't do it much, but it was enough to take her life. The day she passed away she was sleeping in her bed, I had gone to bed early the night before for whatever reason, I can't remember. I fell asleep around 3 p.m., and had woken up at 11 p.m., not being able to go back to sleep.

I had gone in her room, and I thought she may have looked up at me and smiled, but I can't be fairly certain. I remember going back in my room and hearing the bathroom door open and then close again shortly after; I assumed my mother had gone to the bathroom or something, which may or may not have been the case. Or, for that matter, it could have been someone else; like my grandfather or father, who both used the upstairs bathroom.

When morning came, my mother wasn't waking up. Since I didn't go to school and was going to start online classes (just that day my guidence counciler had called and asked us to schedule my classes), I had been home. My brothers were leaving, and my dad had came back to see if my mother had woken up; she didn't. We thought she was just knocked out, but that was uncertain. We didn't feel it was nesicarry to call 911, so we just let her sleep. I had gone downstairs to make my mother some coffee, thinking that she'd wake up by the time it was done, and I had started on my laundry.. then I had gone upstairs to browse the web and listen to some music.

Occassionally, we had gone in and out to check up on her. My father was laying down on his bed, since he slept on the floor, and my mother had slept on a bed by herself; she had authritus in the back, and he was playing with something which looked like a piece of sterdy string, and was rubbing it on her foot. Then, I asked him if he could go out to get something to eat - I wanted Taco Bell, so that's where he had gone to get me some lunch (I remember exactly what I asked for; Two soft tacos and a large Seirra Mist) and he was going to McDonalds to get my sister and him something to eat as well. He had gone.

I went back in my room; the time was about 12:30. I began watching Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix on my iPod, laying down on my bed, facing the door. About ten minutes passed; I stopped the movie, went to check on my mother, who was still fine. I remember smiling, and bending down to see her face. She had some mucas on her bed, but I didn't know what had happened, so I went downstairs to check to see if my dad was back - he wasn't. With disappointment, I went back upstairs and continued the movie.

I was at the part when they began to mention death. This may have been a sign for me to go check on her. The time was 1:11, when I did. I had gotten up from my bed, and walked accross the hall to my parents room. The door was shut, since I had shut it so I wouldn't disturb her.


Read the below, if you wish. It may be deeply upsetting for a few people, but I'm not sure; so I had wrapped it in spoiler tags:

Spoiler:

My mother's bed was just left of the door. I had looked; her eyes were halfway open. Right then, I knew what had happened. I started shaking; as I am now, typing this, and went to feel her. She was cold. I then moved to check to see if she had a pulse; she didn't. I was home alone, and my father was on his way. I had rushed downstairs to see my dad's minivan pulling into the driveway. When my father had came in, I had said to him "Go check mommy." and his face seemed to be frozen in fear, but he rushed upstairs, dropping my meal on the floor; I followed.

He had checked to see if she was breathing, which I knew she wasn't. He ran downstairs and gotten the chordless phone, calling 911. He said "My wifes cold and she isn't breathing." They recommending my father to giving her CPR, while I heard sirens coming down the street.

They had arrived, and I was standing on the bottom of the stairs next to a window, looking out as many cars came to the house. I had pointed them in the right direction, and ironically, one of my friend's dad (who was a police officer) had told me to go to the kitchen; I listened.

Moments later my father had came downstairs, crying. He came to me and said "She's gone", struggling to say it. Then I said "no" and he hugged me. It was the first time I had seen my father crying, but that was expected. My brothers were about to come home from school.

My mother's body was taken out when my father had told me to go to the kitchen, shortly after going back upstairs because they had called him. He had came back into the kitchen with me. At that time, he called my aunt (my mother's sister), and my grandfather. He also called his mother, and asked my aunt to call my great-aunt and my great-grandmother from my mother's side of the family.

My brothers had gotten home, and my father had told them both. My youngest brother was the only one I saw was really hurt; though I know my other brother (the middle child) was hurt as well, he showed his emotions of sadness and grief in different ways. Shortly after they had came home, my grandfather had as well, and we all went into the kitchen, though I was not in the mood to be sitting there, pretending everything was alright (though I know they were just trying to calm us down)

I had taken the Pepsi bottle that my mother had used all the time to pour herself some soda, and went to the laundry room with it. I hugged it; as if it were her, and realized how much sentimental value it had now. Pepsi was her favorite drink, and I didn't want anyone to drink from it, which was the reason I had taken it.

The next few days, I was listening to many songs that ended up making me cry, and searching for articles of death and videos on Youtube of "My mom died". I found one video in particular that really made me feel much stronger. I admired the presense that the person recording it had, and how she was so strong as well during the time. She ended up being happily married with a baby boy. I don't recall her username, but that's something I will be looking up after posting this.

I know this is extremely long and completely unnessicary to post so much over a simple question; I just know I feel much better after typing this. Again, thank you for creating this thread, Haine Togu.

 

[Legobricks]

No, I haven't lost anyone. Can't say I'd be too bothered about anyone dying though. Years of violent video games and the death of our pet cat (which was actually older than me; died of old age), along with my lethargic attitude, sees to that.

 

[diamondpearl876]

I lost my mother when I was nine-years-old. She had two strokes... for the first one, she was fine after a while... enough to send her home... but on the same day she got to go home, she had another one. I was the only one there with her, and I ended up calling 911. She was in a coma for a year, and one night they just couldn't help her anymore. Other than that, no, I haven't lost anyone.

 

[Tk-mia]

i lost my grandmother about 5 or 6 years ago and im still not over it, its just hard to forget sometimes. she's in my prayers and i think about her everyday

 

[Sammi]

My father died when I was five. If I remember correctly, it was a brain aneurysm, although I could be wrong; I don't really like asking about it. I guess I was lucky I wasn't around. He was in England with my mom and little brother, while my sister and I were back in the US. I think it would've been much worse if I'd been there.
The funeral's fuzzy at best. I don't even remember when I was told he was dead, crying over it, or even being upset over it. Then again, I remember very little about my father. :/

Other than that, I've been lucky not to lose close family. It's going to hurt when I do, I just know it.

 

[Jeremy]

I feel sorry for all your losses...

My Grandfather from my mother's side past away when I was 5 or 6.
My Grandfather from my father's side past away when 14. He was in Vietnam and I never got a chance to see him, but I spoke to him on the phone plenty of times.

 

[Toblerone]

My friend died in a motorcycle accident. I found out a day after it in my local newspaper.
My Auntie died of cancer. My great grandmother has now outlived all of her children.
My grandparents from my dad's side died when i was about 1.

 

[helix]

Both grandparents on both sides are dead. I've moved on since then, but think about them every so often.

 

[Her]

Have you ever lost a loved one or someone dear to you?

I lost my sister to cancer in 1995. She was 29.

That's shocking. I give my sympathy.
Same with you Lettersnnumbers. I read, and I started sniffing.​

I've lost my grandfather to cardiac arrest, my grandma to a heart disease and my aunty to suicide.​

 

[fade101]

I lost my sister to cancer in 1995. She was 29.

Im sorry for your lost...
Yes, i lost my cousin two years back... He had cancer and the family didn't know that he had it... Its funny isn't it? How life is soo cruel. He was only 15...
We were soo close, more like brothers because i dont really have an older brother...
My aunt said he died in his sleep. I guess he didn't felt any pain at all. I think god loves him thats why...
May him and all of your loses rest in peace...