For some reason it comes to me again  

TammyDHU 45F
969 posts
5/5/2006 11:17 pm

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For some reason it comes to me again

...losing them both in a horrible, hideous, senseless accident over half my life ago...

...watching Shannon be buried in her beautiful pink casket at sixteen while Jason was buried next to her in quite a plain grey one at seventeen, and all this in the same day...

...always regretting we could not be friends any longer...

...sitting alone some nights, thinking about that horrible night when I lost two of my best school friends...

...here, folks, is where I sometimes talk to God.


bardicman 50M

5/6/2006 1:42 pm

Sometimes the past has a way of crashing in on us.

And God is the only one we can talk to.



I am not dead yet


kitchenfun1234 44M
1797 posts
5/7/2006 2:04 pm

I know it's no consolation but we all get a dose of loss sooner or later.
I never forget the first time I lost a friend to the grim reaper.
i used to sit next to him at school and for nearly 3 years we sat and lusted after the same girls, enjoyed the same jokes and wondered what the future held.
Just months after we left school he got drunk one night, came home, went to bed and never woke up.
At that age we never think it might end so soon.
Take care

Don't ever give up searching for the fun in life.


rm_bigjon724 46M
1 post
5/7/2006 5:06 pm

I lost my best friend when I was 16. I saw him drive past me on my way home.when I found out the next morning he had shot himself when he got home.I'll always wonder if I could have stopped it if I had followed him home.


Looking0100 54M

5/7/2006 7:44 pm

Tammy,

I am sorry for the pain you felt when you lost your best friends so long ago. I do not really know what this is like since I never lost anyone close to me, but I know that it must hurt a whole lot.

Did you feel as it a part of your heart died too?
Did you feel as if you lost the best part of yourself?
Did you feel lost and confused?


I, myself, do not believe in god. But, I do not mean to disparage you or stop your beliefs. Everyone (including you) has a right to his/her beliefs (no matter what they are). For some, believing in god, is a good way of releasing tension and frustration (I think). You put decisions into the hands of something divine and only hope for the best. That is a good thing.

I have my own faiths and beliefs. Until maybe a month ago, I had no idea what that really meant. I guess it was just there. Now, I know I have a heart and soul. I might say that the faiths come from there. I am still learning about this new experience. Much more for me to learn and experience.

I understand that you talk to god because you are sometimes alone (and feeling lonely?) and you want god to provide you with solace and understanding. There is nothing wrong with any of this.


Looking0100 54M

5/7/2006 8:03 pm

Tammy (is that your name?),

I just wrote responses to five of your May posts. Please read them.

Thanks,

Jon C.


_CoffeeNoCream_ 52F

5/9/2006 2:04 am

*knuffels*

Liefs C


rm_SirDanT 68M
1 post
6/18/2006 2:08 am

At seventeen we had a fight she was sixteen. she ran out of the house mad and crying. I didn't run after her right awaybut about 5 minutes past and I jumped into the car a drove to catch up to her. she was at the top of a hill running across the well traveled street, a 4 lane road it was about 10 PM at night. I was driving to the crest of the hil when in my mirror I cought what I thought was a break light then another and another I think it was 7 in all maybe more. it happened so quickly. I never go to say good by or kiss her again, or tell her I loved her so she could hear it from my heart it was over in second I ran across the road and cradled her lifeless body her eys where open and it seemed she was looking at me. she was broken. I had the last words that I will never forget. they where agry words. while I cant remember exactly what I said I remember it was a moment in time that I can never get back. while she died then I died a life time. I'm sorry Joan....


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