At 10.35 today it will be exactly 7 months since my beautiful child lost her battle to live. It will be 213 days…..
- 18,403,200 seconds
- 306,720 minutes
- 5112 hours
- 213 days
- 30 weeks and 2 days
Dying is a lonely journey. Not only for the sick person but also for the family. As hard as we may try to avoid death, the truth is that we do a lousy job of it. Science and medicine will certainly postpone it, even staying healthy might seem to delay it, but the harsh reality is that death does not wait for you, it does not ask you, and it does not listen to you. Death ignores your feelings and wants; you do not matter to death…Death is the only certainty in life! We need to remember that our existence here is fragile, and we never have as much time with people as we think we do. If there is someone or someones out there that you love, don’t neglect that and don’t put off engaging with them because waits for no-one… Vic's Journey ended on 18 January 2013 at 10:35. She was the most courageous person in the world and has inspired thousands of people all over the world. Vic's two boys are monuments of her existence. She was an amazing mother, daughter, sister and friend. I will miss you today, tomorrow and forever my Angle Child.
At 10.35 today it will be exactly 7 months since my beautiful child lost her battle to live. It will be 213 days…..
I am a sixty plenty wife, mother, sister, grandmother and friend. I started blogging as a coping mechanism during my beautiful daughter's final journey. Vic was desperately ill for 10 years after a botched back operation. Vic's Journey ended on 18 January 2013 at 10:35. She was the most courageous person in the world and has inspired thousands of people all over the world. Vic's two boys are monuments of her existence. She was an amazing mother, daughter, sister and friend. I will miss you today, tomorrow and forever my Angle Child. https://tersiaburger.wordpress.com View all posts by tersiaburger
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Hugs Tersia xo
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Oh, Tersia. You are held tight in the grip of horrific grief. Simply knowing that someday you will wrench free from such a suffocating grasp brings no relief at this moment. You already know you cannot fight it. Flow with the “ocean of tears.” A great deal of the horror is behind you, but you are reliving it. I distinctly remember that the WORST time in my grief came at six months and followed me until the end of the first year. Like an amputation without anesthesia – you are deeply suffering and so many people feel your pain. Keep writing, crying and feeling. The ocean of tears will take you to a new shore. Time takes us farther away from our loved one. That is the agony and the anesthesia. Such conflict that creates! Feel my hug because I’m with you.
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Oh my friend – as always you articulate my emotions so beautifully. Vic’s birthday is coming up, and every day my grief seems to increase.
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my heart weeps with you today my friend…hugs
*MY GOD IS AN AWESOME GOD!*
On Sat, Aug 17, 2013 at 7:09 PM, tersia burger
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Thank you my friend.
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thank you Tersia.
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Sending a big comforting hug your way x
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Thank you my friend.
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X Hope you are keeping well.
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For one or other reason it feels as if it is getting worse.
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I am sorry Tersia x…
Listen, give me a chat one night, you may be surprised.
I am always here for you, you know that…Sending you the biggest hug I can send x
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xxx
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God bless you as your heart breaks for your lovely child.
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Thank you my dear friend
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