The bearer of bad news

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Well, my mum passed last month on the 27th in a car crash. She hit a patch of black ice, and skidded off the road into a parked truck. Her shet was forced onto the steering wheel, which broke her breast bone and tore an artery to her heart, after which she bled to death instantly.

Sooooo. What's up, my thread homies? I'm back to normal posting, having had the funeral service in Williamstown, KY, and the burial in Harts, WV, at the Farley family cemetery.

I'll tell you, it stung at first. I wanted them to say that she was in intensive care, but was going to be alright. Everyone else said the same.

Then it hurt. Grief. Anguish, mayhaps? It's only been a while, almost two weeks, but I've accepted it. I don't know what many of my fellow writers here believe in, but I truly believe I shall see her again. A real bummer I have to wait, though. But she was a tortured person, physically and mentally. She had marital problems with my stepdad, which she was dealing with, but her physical problems were getting serious. She had two herniated discs, and just generally a poop load of problems. It was almost merciful. It really helps to have such a big, supportive family as the one I have. Off the top of my head, I can think of seven sisters, two brothers, a father and a stepfather, Four aunts, five uncles, nine cousins, my sister Karla's boyfriend, my Grandma, my Grandpa, plus numerous others I've failed to mention.

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[PuNk! ™]

Well, let me be the first to offer my condolences and say how sorry I am that you've lost your mother. I wish I had the right words to offer and say, but truth be told, there is no manner of words or speaking that will ever make you feel better; time however, heals all wounds and if it's one sound piece of advice I can share, is that I've experienced a great deal of loss in my lifetime and no matter how hard things seem or even how easy things seem, never under-estimate the human emotion, but always know, with time comes healing and if it's one thing I can promise personally, is that time heals all wounds. No matter how grim it may seem.

I'm happy to hear you've got a big close loving family to take the edge off things too, but never forget, you've got a ton of friends here too, should you ever want another pair of ears (well, eyes in this case) to talk (type ;D) too, should you ever need anyone else to talk too.
~Danny

[Annabella Auerbach]

Oh dear, Friedrich, I'm so sorry. As Punk stated, time heals. I hope god is with you. God bless.

-Rury!

[Dieter "Iceman" Rentz]

Very sorry to hear that, Hautt. From my own experience I can only agree with what PuNk said. Give it time, no matter if you are either hurting or unable to feel anything at the moment. It takes a good, long time to deal with these things. All the best to you.

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It was quite a funeral service, I'll say. The only way she would have wanted it.

We buried her in a Cincinnati Bengals jersey, number 85, Chad Ochocino. Everyone let their own goodbye present with her. Mine was a delta flight pass card. Some laughed. Some cried. Some, like me, did both.

A healthy mind doesn't wake up thinking this is its last day on earth. Now, death is just that much less scary on the scary scale, which to me was pretty low in the first place. I have more people waiting over there for me than I do over here.

[lisawieserman1941]

Accidents! It is hard enough to lose someone by natural causes, but by a car wreck! I'm sooo sorry man....And my apologies I did not reply sooner, as I usually don't check this section. Mere words can't soothe your pain, but rest assured, if you have faith, you will see her again.

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Time heals all wounds.

My cousin Brandon lost his mom when he was younger than me. Count your blessings comes to mind, so I'm glad I got to spend the near-seventeen years with her I did.

She was/is a big influence. Strong woman. All about the kids. Good grief she had four girls and a boy. We all have a bit of her personality. Her blood runs through our veins, so she isn't completely dead to the world. Ideas, goofiness. We got it all from her.

She and I had so many talks on the long drives we went on. Great stuff. Just before she died, me and her were planning to have a "Geek Week" together. Just do stupid stuff. Like going to Wal-mart and setting up a tent, gathering camping gear and seeing how long we could go before being caught by security. And setting all the alarm clocks to go off one minute apart.

Just Geeky stuff.