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My dad told me something when I lost my grandpa. (He'd helped raise me.) He said grief ebbs and flows like the ocean. Sometimes it feels like you're drowning and sometimes it feels like you're playing in the surf with the waves tickling your ankles.
I think you can help your children by letting them know there are days that it hurts so bad someone has to swim out in that grief and help them back to shore. Then there are really fun times when the memories of their brother will make them laugh like the water tickling their ankles in the sunshine.
Teach them to reach out when they are feeling in over their heads and teach them to reach out when they can share the laughter. Normalize reaching out for both. Normalize the talking so that they pour out their feelings and learn to cope. Hiding it makes it impossible to manage. Sharing it helps. That's the message I learned. I hope it helps you too.
God Bless,
Angie Breidenbach
Angie what a beautiful metaphor your dad shared with you. It is an image I will share with my children and other friends who have lost loved ones. I hope when you get a chance you'll take a look at my blog http://alwaysmomof4.wordpress.com/ your dad reminds me a lot of mine. I share his story in my post "Say His Name".
All the best,
Jacqueline
Angie Breidenbach said:My dad told me something when I lost my grandpa. (He'd helped raise me.) He said grief ebbs and flows like the ocean. Sometimes it feels like you're drowning and sometimes it feels like you're playing in the surf with the waves tickling your ankles.
I think you can help your children by letting them know there are days that it hurts so bad someone has to swim out in that grief and help them back to shore. Then there are really fun times when the memories of their brother will make them laugh like the water tickling their ankles in the sunshine.
Teach them to reach out when they are feeling in over their heads and teach them to reach out when they can share the laughter. Normalize reaching out for both. Normalize the talking so that they pour out their feelings and learn to cope. Hiding it makes it impossible to manage. Sharing it helps. That's the message I learned. I hope it helps you too.
God Bless,
Angie Breidenbach
Thanks, Jacqueline, I will go check out your blog :-)
I invite you to mine: http://GodUsesBrokenVessels.blogspot.com
Best wishes :-)
Angie
Jacqueline Moore said:Angie what a beautiful metaphor your dad shared with you. It is an image I will share with my children and other friends who have lost loved ones. I hope when you get a chance you'll take a look at my blog http://alwaysmomof4.wordpress.com/ your dad reminds me a lot of mine. I share his story in my post "Say His Name".
All the best,
Jacqueline
Angie Breidenbach said:My dad told me something when I lost my grandpa. (He'd helped raise me.) He said grief ebbs and flows like the ocean. Sometimes it feels like you're drowning and sometimes it feels like you're playing in the surf with the waves tickling your ankles.
I think you can help your children by letting them know there are days that it hurts so bad someone has to swim out in that grief and help them back to shore. Then there are really fun times when the memories of their brother will make them laugh like the water tickling their ankles in the sunshine.
Teach them to reach out when they are feeling in over their heads and teach them to reach out when they can share the laughter. Normalize reaching out for both. Normalize the talking so that they pour out their feelings and learn to cope. Hiding it makes it impossible to manage. Sharing it helps. That's the message I learned. I hope it helps you too.
God Bless,
Angie Breidenbach
Hi Jacqueline, I totally understand what you're feeling right now! I had the same experience with my son when he was 6 yrs old (now 11) his teacher had given him some hermit crabs when they were getting our for summer break. The good thing was that she informed me that they don't have a long life so I was prepared for the day. low and behold one of the crabs died during mid winter and my child was devastated he cried as if it was a member of our family and at that moment I realized that to him his hermit crab was a member of the family and that he did not handle death well. At that early age I sat him down and explained to him that death could come upon anyone of us at any moment and I gave him scenerios such as accident, sickness, and natural causes. I also told him that it never gets easy when we lose a loved one but we have to keep them in our hearts and memories and remember the good times we had with them. As hard as it may be sit down with your babies and talk with them about their older brother. Have them talk about all the things that he did which brought happiness and laughter in your lives. Tell them that because of all the happiness and love he gave you all GOD needed him to give that to the angels above. Tell them that he is watching over you all and keeping you safe and he is always there with you in your hearts. remember the loss of your son is still recent and real. If that doesn't help seek family counseling to learn how to deal with the grief. I hope I was of help and my prayers are with you and your family.
Elyse
We lost my husband of 15 years when our children were 14, 12 and 7, in August of 2005 - and we still miss him every single day. My son is a senior this year, and his teenage years were something my husband was really looking forward to experiencing. That and terrorizing our daughters' boyfriends.
It's hard. Extremely hard, and everyone grieves differently. The one consistent thing I've done throughout- starting from the moment we heard - was that we talk about him. A LOT. I let them lead the conversations, and we remember the silly stories, the touching ones, the fun and even the fights. The first year there was a lot of "remember when?" and a whole bunch of laughter. Remember that it IS ok to laugh, to do things, to have fun, to live. They'd want that for you. We laughed at the funeral. We had an old fashioned Irish Wake - complete with a keg and a bonfire, and the spreading of his ashes at his favorite campsite. We laughed a lot. We cried a lot too - but it's the laughter that carries us through, and makes it just a little easier each time we say his name, or remember something else.
No matter your faith, or lack thereof, it's important to not squash the conversations, to not write him out of your life in any way. The conversations will become fewer, with more time between them, that it'll always be there. Tell them their brother loved them, that he'd be proud of their accomplishments, that he'd want them to find happiness. If you believe that way, tell them they'll see him again. If you believe that way, tell them he's watching over them, and that he's still there for them - just differently.
And never, ever stop talking about him when they want too. Every single person grieves differently. Let them grieve as they need to, let them lead their own process. It's a lifelong deal, and while it never stops hurting completely, it does get better.
wow this is never an easy thing to have to deal with. I am so deeply sorry for your loss. I have had to explain to my children this issue. I have a story book about angels that i share with them and tell them that whoever has passed is one of Gods angels. I encourage them to draw angel pitcures and hang them for comforting. It may be silly but sometimes art helps express and heal. may god bless you and your family
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