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NMSquirrel

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last night my sister died of a heart attack.
She was one year older than myself.
she was the one i always turned to when life was rough growing up,we became close when we became adults,and grew apart as our lives progressed,we have not spoken very much in the last 20 years cept for the 'happy birthday' texts every year, and when my Mom died, she came to pay her respects..but she will still be missed, we all expected her to outlive all of us..(her husband and I)
she was married to her current husband since she was 16. she was 49 when she died and was still with him..my prayers go to Allen her husband, who i am sure is taking it the hardest..


I would post a pic, cept we have no digital pics of her.

Moderators, Please make this a sticky for those who wish to remember their loved ones.
 
last night my sister died of a heart attack.
She was one year older than myself.
she was the one i always turned to when life was rough growing up,we became close when we became adults,and grew apart as our lives progressed,we have not spoken very much in the last 20 years cept for the 'happy birthday' texts every year, and when my Mom died, she came to pay her respects..but she will still be missed, we all expected her to outlive all of us..(her husband and I)
she was married to her current husband since she was 16. she was 49 when she died and was still with him..my prayers go to Allen her husband, who i am sure is taking it the hardest..


I would post a pic, cept we have no digital pics of her.

Moderators, Please make this a sticky for those who wish to remember their loved ones.

your are learning the meaning of a contrite heart my friend . My sorrow is with you this day . May she rest in peace
 
Sorry to hear about your loss. You still have her memories with you so just think about her from time to time about the good things she did.

I Will Live On
By John Roberts





Don’t cry for me in sadness, don’t weep for me in sorrow,
For I will live on beside you, as sure as comes tomorrow.
My body has gone but my spirit lives on, as does my love for you,
Just as in life, I’ll watch over you, I always will be true.
My blood lives on in my children,
how I’ve watched them grow with pride,
I’ll live on within them, always by their side.
I know my jokes weren’t always funny and jobs weren’t always done,
Just try and remember the good times, the days when we had fun.
Reach out if you need me, for I always will be near,
Just talk to me, as if I am there, I promise I will hear.
For I’ll live on, within your mind, we’ll never be apart,
As long as you keep, my memory, deep within your heart.
So lift up your hearts, don’t be sad, my spirit hasn’t gone,
While you’re still there, so am I, I really will live on.
 
I lost someone in a strange way recently. I decided to see if I could find out whatever happened to a girl I used to know. I knew her many years ago, when I got to be friends with her boyfriend. She was beautiful, and smart, and I really envied her boyfriend. Their relationship was doomed, because he was going to go to the naval academy. They decided they weren't going to have a long distance relationship, so they were trying to end it. But they kept getting back together. I thought he was crazy; IMO, he'd won the lottery with her.

I lost touch with them both in 1992, when I moved to Tucson. I was curious to see if I could find her on Facebook or something. Maybe find out what had happened with her and Jason. I was sure that she would be married by now, have a couple of kids, and be an all around successful person. What I found made me very sorry that I had looked. I managed to find a blurb in a Santa Rosa newspaper from 1998. A man named Joshua Voss had driven a car off a cliff near Santa Rosa. Police suspected it was a suicide attempt, but he pulled through. When they attempted to reach the registered owner (the woman I knew), they found her dead. The report said "She died a very violent death." She was only thirty years old. This Joshua guy was apparently her boyfriend. I guess she managed to finally break it off with the guy I knew way back when.

Why was this lovely, intelligent woman with some controlling abuser, who was only twenty three at the time? Maybe she had reached her limit, and was finally going to leave him, so he killed her. I'll never know for sure. For thirteen years after her death, she was alive and well in my mind. Now, she's dead there as well.
 
I want so bad to go visit my Bro in law,and attend her funeral..but finances prohibit that..they are in Tennessee and me in NM..

Thanks all for the comments
 
I am so sorry, NMSquirrel, Repo.

One of the things I had wanted to do was apologize to her. When I moved to Tucson, it was because my father was living there, and had just been diagnosed with oral cancer. He was staying there because they had a good VA hospital. I came to basically say goodbye, but when I realized my brother was leaving town, I quit my job and stayed there. I got a job pumping gas, and got an apartment. I knew no one there other than my father, who was very ill, and I had never been close to him. So I was in a strange city, with no friends, broke, with only a telephone as my lifeline. I had quite a few conversations with her, to the point of inducing compassion fatigue. She had offered to let me call collect, and I did. I realized I had been abusing the privilege, and didn't call her again for a long time. The next time I tried, her number was no longer in service. I never spoke to her again.

I had always wanted to apologize to her for being so needy back then. For some reason, I was sure that I would speak to her again some day.
 
I was taught the importance of greetings and farewells, even at the daily level, between friends and loved ones, because, as so frequently proves out, we none of us know when we may never see each other again.

It's a small formality, yet it helps to remind us to always part on good terms, and provides a small measure toward peace of mind and closure when sudden departures occur.

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I couldn't tell my grandmother on that side why I stopped talking to dad...and she passed away. I can't talk about things to mom anymore. My brother doesn't know, and I dread that conversation.
That and my terror of getting destroyed by the people whom I love keeps me distant.
I think I will always have unsaid things with everyone who dies on me. Sad. But I'm ok with that thought.
 
One of the things I had wanted to do was apologize to her. When I moved to Tucson, it was because my father was living there, and had just been diagnosed with oral cancer. He was staying there because they had a good VA hospital. I came to basically say goodbye, but when I realized my brother was leaving town, I quit my job and stayed there. I got a job pumping gas, and got an apartment. I knew no one there other than my father, who was very ill, and I had never been close to him. So I was in a strange city, with no friends, broke, with only a telephone as my lifeline. I had quite a few conversations with her, to the point of inducing compassion fatigue. She had offered to let me call collect, and I did. I realized I had been abusing the privilege, and didn't call her again for a long time. The next time I tried, her number was no longer in service. I never spoke to her again.

I had always wanted to apologize to her for being so needy back then. For some reason, I was sure that I would speak to her again some day.

dude that is a sad story . My first love is dead now . I still think about her . She has been dead for I don't know 7 years maybe . Cancer is what I think got her or M.S maybe . Pretty sure it was cancer .
 
Repo Man

For thirteen years after her death, she was alive and well in my mind. Now, she's dead there as well.

But here you are thinking about her now, so you still are remembering her even though you say you aren't.
 
to Repo Man

RE: Melissa Tatantino,

I knew her from the the bank she worked at in Arcata. She was a beautiful woman. I'm sad there is nothing for her online.
 
RE: Melissa Tatantino,

I knew her from the the bank she worked at in Arcata. She was a beautiful woman. I'm sad there is nothing for her online.

Yeah, U.S. Bank. I remember she hated the commercials they had for the bank back in 1990/91. There is a site that has photos of gravestones online, and they have a photo of the memorial at Trinidad that has her name engraved on it. Seeing that was what really brought it home for me - the name and the date meant it had to be her, and not some other woman coincidentally named Melissa Tarantino.
 
last night my sister died of a heart attack.
She was one year older than myself.
she was the one i always turned to when life was rough growing up,we became close when we became adults,and grew apart as our lives progressed,we have not spoken very much in the last 20 years cept for the 'happy birthday' texts every year, and when my Mom died, she came to pay her respects..but she will still be missed, we all expected her to outlive all of us..(her husband and I)
she was married to her current husband since she was 16. she was 49 when she died and was still with him..my prayers go to Allen her husband, who i am sure is taking it the hardest..


I would post a pic, cept we have no digital pics of her.

Moderators, Please make this a sticky for those who wish to remember their loved ones.

Sorry, I didn't see this when originally posted...

My condolences, Tim. (I think your name IS Tim right?)

I have no siblings, but, I lost a first cousin a couple of years ago, and we were very close. So, I "think" I know what you must have been going thru.
I wish you the best... Hang in there.

If you ever feel the need to vent, just PM me, I am always around...
 
Melissa

Yeah, U.S. Bank. I remember she hated the commercials they had for the bank back in 1990/91. There is a site that has photos of gravestones online, and they have a photo of the memorial at Trinidad that has her name engraved on it. Seeing that was what really brought it home for me - the name and the date meant it had to be her, and not some other woman coincidentally named Melissa Tarantino.

Where is Trinidad is the memorial? I know she was an avid surfer. I never got to say good-bye :(
 
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