Dear Grandmax5
My heart goes out to you. I lost a daughter, nearly 15 years ago now - in very different circumstances as she was just 12 and died in a car crash, but loss is loss and I wanted to be in touch.
I am so very sorry - the loss of a child, no matter what age is still so very out of the natural order of things. Like me, you lost your child unexpectedly and in traumatic circumstances. You must have had such a tremendous shock to have found him.
When trauma like his happens, even if we were not present at the time of death, I believe we may suffer post traumatic stress disorder as a result.
I think two years plus is a very significant time in the grieving process. I think the second year for me was so much harder than the first.
It seems to me that we are driven / carried along by the shock of what has happened and having to navigate all the first-time round anniversaries in year one, constantly having to steel ourselves and try to be brave and consider others in the family and then it comes home to us that this isn't just about one year, it is about forever and that second year seems to painfully underscore that in every way.
I just wanted to say that the pain does ease. it just takes a lot longer than we might expect - perhaps because we work ourselves so hard to cope, especially when we are a mother /grandmother and have others to think of too. But the pain DOES ease.
I am so very sorry that you are feeling so bereft. I still have those days, all I can say is that the better ones in between become more frequent and that it is possible to get back to a place of feeling that you can manage your grief, give or take some understandable wobbles, rather than your grief managing you.
Fifteen years on (nearly) for me and I have learned that I carry my daughter with me in my heart for always. I have learned that I can smile and laugh at the good memories, more than cry and I have learned to not mind the worse times because to carry the wounds of having lost one so very dear, shows that the love was and still is there.
I haven't read through your messages and replies - I sometimes still need to be protective of how much grief I open myself up to - but I just wanted to reach out.
My daughter's name was Evelyn. One thing I am absolutely sure of is that she would want me to be happy and I can honestly say I have found happiness in life again. I hope that as another year turns for you that you will feel a gradual lessening of the dragging heartache that can be so very exhausting and that this year will mark a beginning of more positive times for you.
Very best wishes,
Janice