RachelGotchi
FOUR TIME Lifetime Angelgotchi
I haven't been on TamaTalk in quite a while. One of the reasons was that I was grounded.
Another was that my brother, Edward, had passed away.
It's a surreal feeling when somebody passes away; I was never really connected with Eddie because he was autistic. And yet, when he was gone it was like there was nothing left in my life.
It hurts a lot to lose someone close to you. Actually, for the week I went back to FL for the funeral I didn't cry at all. It didn't really occur to me the depth of what had happened. It was too much to take in at one time.
It was a Sunday afternoon. We were watching America's Next Top Model. Tyra was about to announce who was to be eliminated when the phone rang. My mom picked up. It was my Dad.
He asked her if she was sitting down. She was.
He broke the news to her that Eddie had passed away. She started crying hysterically and at first I thought her mom had passed away.
That's when she yelled "My baby is dead!"
I have 3 brothers. I didn't know which one it was until she said Eddie's name. I don't remember much after that except that somebody texted me, and instead of responding normally all I could put down was "My brother just died."
I remember going upstairs and having my parents come in. My cellphone was ringing but I didn't want to pick up. I didn't want to talk. I couldn't talk. My parents were talking to me but I was just staring. I didn't hear a word they said.
Eddie died November 4th, 2007.
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Another was that my brother, Edward, had passed away.
It's a surreal feeling when somebody passes away; I was never really connected with Eddie because he was autistic. And yet, when he was gone it was like there was nothing left in my life.
It hurts a lot to lose someone close to you. Actually, for the week I went back to FL for the funeral I didn't cry at all. It didn't really occur to me the depth of what had happened. It was too much to take in at one time.
It was a Sunday afternoon. We were watching America's Next Top Model. Tyra was about to announce who was to be eliminated when the phone rang. My mom picked up. It was my Dad.
He asked her if she was sitting down. She was.
He broke the news to her that Eddie had passed away. She started crying hysterically and at first I thought her mom had passed away.
That's when she yelled "My baby is dead!"
I have 3 brothers. I didn't know which one it was until she said Eddie's name. I don't remember much after that except that somebody texted me, and instead of responding normally all I could put down was "My brother just died."
I remember going upstairs and having my parents come in. My cellphone was ringing but I didn't want to pick up. I didn't want to talk. I couldn't talk. My parents were talking to me but I was just staring. I didn't hear a word they said.
Eddie died November 4th, 2007.
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When someone you love dies, it's so hard. It's like there's no reason left to live and even if you were always really nice to the person who died you regret every mean thing you ever said to them. You'd do anything to take it back. And you'd do anything at all to spend just one more hour, just one more minute with them, and tell them how much you love them. What really makes me angry are people who haven't had the experience of someone very close to them dying, but pretend that they have. "It's okay, I know how you feel." No, random, stupid person, you do NOT know how I feel. Having your goldfish die or your grandparent die before you were born is not even close to the feeling you have when someone who LIVES with you dies. It also really annoys me when people say "You'll feel better soon!!!" Nooo, I'm not going to feel better soon. I'm never going to forget about it. When someone you love very, very, much dies, you'll never feel the same way again, and you'll never look at life the same way. You can be happy again, and you can still live your life, but you are not going to forget! Sheesh. Sorry for the rant and all, but I've heard those stupid quotes from ignorant people waaay too many times, and they make me furious. My dad died April 25, 2007. He had a horrible case of abdominal cancer, and there was not the slightest chance that he would live. He did, however, live MONTHS longer than the doctors predicted. That was a complete miracle. I feel so lucky that I had all that time to tell him everything I wanted him to know. I can't even imagine how hard it must be to lose someone unexpectedly like you did. I was next to Dad when he died. He'd been in a coma for several weeks. Me and my mom were sitting by him, because we knew that it was the time. My last words to him were, "I love you Daddy, I love you so much!" This next part I'm not kidding about, it honestly happened. As soon as I said those words, Dad, who had been in that coma for weeks, smiled. And then he stopped breathing. Just like that. And I firmly believe that was not a coincidence. It was a miracle. Like you, RG, it took a while to sink in. The funeral was nearly tearless for me, actually. I was glad it was all over, coming home from school every day, dreading and wondering if Dad was still alive, was the worst thing ever. Then came all the tears and misery. I still think about Dad every single day, but I haven't cried for a while. The whole experience made me a stronger person, and I'm proud of that. So that's my story.
Nothing like that had ever happened to me, but I know it must hurt.
