My brother passed away last night at the hospital. He didn’t make it to hospice. We are still in shock. It all happened so fast. I feel his presence and I know he is ok now and no longer suffering, but we are so sad and miss him so much. I have no words to describe it.
I’m really sorry. I lost my beloved brother, 48, 2 years ago. It was very unexpected – we didn’t know he was ill (not CC). I am glad you feel his presence. There were things that came to me after he died that I knew were messages from him that he was okay. Long story, but I’m always happy to talk about it. Wear something of his. I did. I wore a favorite shirt, a favorite fleece and now his watch. I’m typing on his old MacBookPro, which may outlast me. The best advice anyone gave me is that grief is a process, not an event. that is true. There’s no closure. Life is just … different. But, he will be with you, every day, from here on.
I’m so sorry. I have young grandchildren myself and this is my biggest fear of all in this. The one thing I have learned from losing a brother (not from CC) is grief is a process, not an event. Your mom will always be with you and you will keep her alive in your children’s memory.