SOME THOUGHTS ABOUT DEATH. By Jess Wilson The loss of a parent or a sibling cannot be as emotionally disturbing as the sudden loss of one's child. Reflecting on some deaths in my extended family I recall parents who grieved a life_time for the child that died, yet, seldom did they speak of their grief for the loss of a parent. The lose of each of my parents was not unexpected. Dad had been holding on for ten years and those years had been, I suppose, the most care_free of his adult life. When he was slowed by failing health he no longer pushed him self to make more money. He relaxed and had several years of doing things he had always wanted to do. When he died suddenly of a heart attack it wasn't such a shock. I was grateful that he had enjoyed his last years. He was 64. I am ashamed to admit it, but I was more emotionally grieved when a pet was killed than when I lost my father. I am speaking of my emotions not my intellect, if you know what I mean. My father I saw not more than once or twice a month. The pet lived with us. When the dog was killed it affected my eating I was so emotionally disturbed. My mother made several quilts her last winter and planted a big garden in the spring and died in June before she would have been 88 years old in September. With her went one of my best sources of family information. This I missed most. What really hurt was the deaths of two younger brothers. Brother Ance told me in the spring that he would probably not make it until Christmas. He died in the fall about 45 years old. Brother Clarence, nine years younger than myself died suddenly in bed. I still miss them both. Emotionally, I suppose I suffered most when my grandmother Wilson died in 1947, when I was almost 29 years old. Why this was so I have no idea, unless it was that when my grandmother died the little boy in me also died.

Jess, Your thoughts on death opened my own thoughts and made me want to share. I lost my husband one month ago. I am just now reaching a point where I can talk a little about him. I have put off settling his business simply because I could not discuss it with out crying. We had been married 49 years and were planning a big 50th celebration this October. He developed Bladder Cancer last year at this time had several surgeries and was doing ok however in a weeks time sicken unto death. I lost my Mother in 1965 she was 62. I lost my Father in 1979 he was 72. I was sad of course but nothing like this. I am an only child. I met my Jim when I was a Freshman in High School. 13 Years old. He was a high school football hero. You can imange my heartbeat every time I saw him in school or watched him play football. We have laugh and played across the years and times and country. People say to me he has gone to a better place and is not suffering any more. I am sorry but that don't help. I am so selfish. I would take him back anyway I could get him just to smell him, look at him and touch his sweat hardworking hands. Thank you for the opportunity to share with you. I know this is for geneology. But, the death of a great Macedonian in Pulaski County is historic to me. Thanks, I am lucky to have wonderful children however when I am with them there is such a strong feeling of I don't belong to anyone any more. ----- Original Message ----- From: "Jess Wilson" <jswlsn@prtcnet.org> To: <KYLAUREL-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Sunday, February 20, 2005 7:49 AM Subject: [KYLAUREL-L] SOME THOUGHTS ABOUT DEATH. > SOME THOUGHTS ABOUT DEATH. > > By Jess Wilson > > The loss of a parent or a sibling cannot be as emotionally disturbing as > the sudden loss of one's child. Reflecting on some deaths in my extended > family I recall parents who grieved a life_time for the child that died, > yet, seldom did they speak of their grief for the loss of a parent. > > The lose of each of my parents was not unexpected. Dad had been holding on > for ten years and those years had been, I suppose, the most care_free of > his adult life. When he was slowed by failing health he no longer pushed > him self to make more money. He relaxed and had several years of doing > things he had always wanted to do. When he died suddenly of a heart attack > it wasn't such a shock. I was grateful that he had enjoyed his last years. > He was 64. > > I am ashamed to admit it, but I was more emotionally grieved when a pet > was killed than when I lost my father. I am speaking of my emotions not my > intellect, if you know what I mean. My father I saw not more than once or > twice a month. The pet lived with us. When the dog was killed it affected > my eating I was so emotionally disturbed. > > My mother made several quilts her last winter and planted a big garden in > the spring and died in June before she would have been 88 years old in > September. With her went one of my best sources of family information. > This I missed most. > > What really hurt was the deaths of two younger brothers. Brother Ance told > me in the spring that he would probably not make it until Christmas. He > died in the fall about 45 years old. Brother Clarence, nine years younger > than myself died suddenly in bed. I still miss them both. > > Emotionally, I suppose I suffered most when my grandmother Wilson died in > 1947, when I was almost 29 years old. Why this was so I have no idea, > unless it was that when my grandmother died the little boy in me also > died. > > > ==== KYLAUREL Mailing List ==== > To subscribe or unsubscribe to this list send an email to: > KYLAUREL-L-request@rootsweb.com > In the MESSAGE type the one word .... SUBSCRIBE (or UNSUBSCRIBE) > >

My heart goes out to you. I lost my husband fourteen months ago and I miss him terribly, but I am not going to let it ruin the rest of my life. He would not want that. I have lost two husbands that I loved very much to cancer and I stayed right with them in the hospitals and the nursing home as much as the institutions would let me, seeing that they ate what they could and were getting the best care possible. I did all I could for them and do not regret the time I spent with them. I would not want either of them back now to suffer as they did. The next Sunday after each was interred, I went to church like we always did and sat in the same places. I joined the Sweet Adelines in 1980 but then I remarried someone I had known all my life and moved away. I lost him in December 2003 just after Christmas. In January 2004, I joined a dulcimer group and have been with them ever since having a great time. When I go home, it is a lonesome place but I know loved ones are there in my heart. Sometimes, I feel like crying when I hear certain music, but it can be either because of my sadness or the happiness they brought when we were together. Please don't sit and mourn. Get out and see people, get into voluntary work, do something to pass your time in a rewarding manner. It will be rewarding to you. I hope you good luck and happiness in the future, Maxine ----- Original Message ----- From: "oneacorn" <oneacorn@kih.net> To: <KYLAUREL-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Tuesday, February 22, 2005 12:44 PM Subject: Re: [KYLAUREL-L] SOME THOUGHTS ABOUT DEATH. > Jess, > Your thoughts on death opened my own thoughts and made me want to > share. I lost my husband one month ago. I am just now reaching a point > where I can talk a little about him. I have put off settling his business > simply because I could not discuss it with out crying. We had been > married 49 years and were planning a big 50th celebration this October. > He developed Bladder Cancer > last year at this time had several surgeries and was doing ok however in a > weeks time sicken unto death. > I lost my Mother in 1965 she was 62. I lost my Father in 1979 he > was 72. I was sad of course but nothing like this. I am an only child. > I met my Jim when I was a Freshman in High School. 13 Years old. He was a > high school football hero. You can imange my heartbeat every time I saw > him in school or watched him play football. We have laugh and played > across the years and times and country. People say to me he has gone to a > better place and is not suffering any more. I am sorry but that don't > help. I am so selfish. I would take him back anyway I could get him just > to smell him, look at him and touch his sweat hardworking hands. Thank > you for the opportunity to share with you. I know this is for geneology. > But, the death of a great Macedonian in Pulaski County is historic to me. > Thanks, > > I am lucky to have wonderful children however when I am with them > there is such a strong feeling of I don't belong to anyone any more. > ----- Original Message ----- > From: "Jess Wilson" <jswlsn@prtcnet.org> > To: <KYLAUREL-L@rootsweb.com> > Sent: Sunday, February 20, 2005 7:49 AM > Subject: [KYLAUREL-L] SOME THOUGHTS ABOUT DEATH. > > >> SOME THOUGHTS ABOUT DEATH. >> >> By Jess Wilson >> >> The loss of a parent or a sibling cannot be as emotionally disturbing as >> the sudden loss of one's child. Reflecting on some deaths in my extended >> family I recall parents who grieved a life_time for the child that died, >> yet, seldom did they speak of their grief for the loss of a parent. >> >> The lose of each of my parents was not unexpected. Dad had been holding >> on for ten years and those years had been, I suppose, the most care_free >> of his adult life. When he was slowed by failing health he no longer >> pushed him self to make more money. He relaxed and had several years of >> doing things he had always wanted to do. When he died suddenly of a heart >> attack it wasn't such a shock. I was grateful that he had enjoyed his >> last years. He was 64. >> >> I am ashamed to admit it, but I was more emotionally grieved when a pet >> was killed than when I lost my father. I am speaking of my emotions not >> my intellect, if you know what I mean. My father I saw not more than once >> or twice a month. The pet lived with us. When the dog was killed it >> affected my eating I was so emotionally disturbed. >> >> My mother made several quilts her last winter and planted a big garden in >> the spring and died in June before she would have been 88 years old in >> September. With her went one of my best sources of family information. >> This I missed most. >> >> What really hurt was the deaths of two younger brothers. Brother Ance >> told me in the spring that he would probably not make it until Christmas. >> He died in the fall about 45 years old. Brother Clarence, nine years >> younger than myself died suddenly in bed. I still miss them both. >> >> Emotionally, I suppose I suffered most when my grandmother Wilson died in >> 1947, when I was almost 29 years old. Why this was so I have no idea, >> unless it was that when my grandmother died the little boy in me also >> died. >> >> >> ==== KYLAUREL Mailing List ==== >> To subscribe or unsubscribe to this list send an email to: >> KYLAUREL-L-request@rootsweb.com >> In the MESSAGE type the one word .... SUBSCRIBE (or UNSUBSCRIBE) >> >> > > > > ==== KYLAUREL Mailing List ==== > To subscribe or unsubscribe to this list send an email to: > KYLAUREL-L-request@rootsweb.com > In the MESSAGE type the one word .... 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