<p>We belong to BECU credit union and sometimes they have some cross depositing with other credit unions- I am going to find out- but remind me if I forget.</p>
<p>What a beautiful family- and what a wonderful thing you are doing to help continue your fathers work- </p>
<p>Just keep putting one foot in front of the other- I know this has left a tremendous void- but it will fill with love eventually.</p>
<p>I respectfully disagree with epistrophy, sometimes- we need to smile and stay busy- without outward signs of grief, while part of ourselves are trying to wrap cotton around the hurt so that at some point we can dare to peek at it.</p>
<p>I would agree that we can be overwhelmed, but I think that it is Ok not to deal with it all at once. It is difficult enough, to cope with changes in practical logistics- let alone to also process that a part of ourselves is gone.
Some of us need to adjust to the physical loss, before we can attempt to deal with the mental and emotional one.</p>
<p>Your name is new to me, but please accept my condolences. I read the link to the article and your husband was obviously much loved and very caring. This is so sad. You and your family are in my prayers at this difficult time.</p>
<p>I don’t see any inconsistency, let alone “disagree[ment],” here.</p>
<p>I wasn’t suggesting that the only way to experience loss is to don a black veil and not leave the house. What I was focusing on is the inner experience (whatever outer form it might take)–the importance, that is, no matter what one’s outer “face” and activity might be, of giving oneself permission to experience one’s grief deeply. </p>
<p>Here, as in so many other areas, there are many different ways–and no “right” one. And I would never presume to try to tell someone else how they should respond to a loss such as this.</p>
<p>Thought of you this holiday weekend and said a quiet prayer. I know this is going to be a difficult time of the year. You have my sympathy and prayers and hope that things get a little better for you.</p>
<p>The website created by the daughters is a beautiful tribute. The published family statement speaks volumes about his enduring legacy through the family he so loved and nurtured. Thank you for extending the meaning of “community” through these expressions.</p>
<p>I am spending the quiet moments looking through the website set up in his honor. I see he was an amateur radio operator. So am I. When we lose a member of that community, we call it “Silent Key”. </p>
<p>My Friends,
Good Morning! Thank You for your good thoughts. I heard you I heard you smiling at the website and I heard you crying - I heard you… For me, and my girls, it has been a new kind of hell.
Today, I changed the sheets on our bed for the first time since my husband was killed. One day at a time. I am trying to remember to breath. Some days are ok, some not.
Our girls are having a tough time. Please keep them in your thoughts and prayers. They will be home till early January.
The young woman who was with my husband is recovering slowly. Her strength and courage that night will NEVER be forgotten. Our lives are forever bonded. I know taking care of my husband is what kept her alive. Please understand, she did everything she could, including using her dogs - to keep my husband warm and safe. It must have been a horrific scene.
Roger - (You all know our names) loved Alaska and embraced every moment of every new experience. He loved being out on that dog sled. The night was magical - the stars were out - it was minus 20 - the dogs were running - he was having a blast. I can hear him laughing.
They were hit from behind -they never saw their attacker - they were abandoned on the ice. Yes! I AM MAD. That part is no longer in my control.
Roger loved his families. 200 + people filled the room at Celebration of his LIfe. I knew them all.It is these families who shared and fueled his spirit. I was finally able to put a face on the voices. He often gave out our home and cell phone numbers. But in spite of having a huge panel of 1600 + kids, our girls always knew they were first. He ate alot of cold dinners, never missed a track meet, or a symphony performance, always had time to edit the paper or work a problem set. He loved to tickle. At the end of the day - he came home to us. I am the lucky one.
The government has a few forms they need me to fill out now…
Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers.</p>
<p>Crabbylady, my heart is absolutely aching for you. You and the girls have been in my thoughts every day. I don’t have to right words to say that I am with you in spirit, and sending hopes that the okay days outnumber the bad. </p>
<p>Thank you for sharing with us. Your note above is lovely, and it is an honor to know your family. </p>
<p>I wish I could send you a recipe for peace and calmness, and natural breathing.</p>
<p>It’s clear from your post and other things that your husband was a wonderful father, husband, doctor, and all-around human being. I can’t imagine your grief, but my heart .aches for you, and you are in my prayers!</p>
<p>Your post this morning brought tears to my eyes (again). I am a contemporary of your husband’s and also have two daughters. The articles and website devoted to his life have greatly touched me. You & your family will be in my thoughts and prayers.</p>
<p>Crabbylady- I have been thinking about you ever since I read your original post. Your husband sounds like a beautiful soul, thank you for sharing his story with us. Peace to you and your daughters.</p>
<p>I will continue to keep your daughters and you in my thoughts and prayers. I have been thinking about your family. Thank you for taking the time to come here to post. </p>
<p>I am glad to hear that the young woman is recovering.</p>
I heard you smiling at the website and I heard you crying - I heard you… For me, and my girls, it has been a new kind of hell.