Hello,
Not sure how to start. 22 months ago on Wednesday my husband passed away. He responded to a fire call with his volunteer fire department. It was a house totally on fire and very smokey. He was the first firefighter inside to find out if people were inside. No one saw that the fire had burned a hole in the floor and he fell into the basement. He was taken by helicopter to a trama hospital and passed away two days later. His air pack had run out of air.
He was 52, and I turned 50 five weeks after he passed away. I know that people say we knew the risks - yes you do, but you are never prepared. We had been married for 23 and 1/2 years. At the funeral there was so much protocal - it had to be in a nearby college gymnasium - over 3,000 firefighters were there! I was in such shock. Then there was the mountain of paperowork afterwards, we had to move, and I had to have knee surgery all in the following 11 months afterwards.
A month ago my sons (we have two who are in college - so I am an empty-nester too) and I went to the National Fallen Firefighter Memorial Service in Maryland. I felt that was my husband's funeral. At that service I felt I placed him to rest in peace, and when they gave me a folded American Flag it suddenly hit he was gone! My firefighter escort led me to my seat for I couldn't see through the tears and I don't remember walking - all I knew I was moving down this long aisle somehow to my seat.
Now, it is so hard. Today I had an eye exam and they wanted to dialate my eyes but couldn't for I came by myself. Things like this really bring the fact I am on my own to reality.
I just wanted to say hello and explain why I am here. I just need support and to help the a-lone-ness! I want to also help and pray for those I meet here.
God Bless you all -
Bonnie
Not sure how to start. 22 months ago on Wednesday my husband passed away. He responded to a fire call with his volunteer fire department. It was a house totally on fire and very smokey. He was the first firefighter inside to find out if people were inside. No one saw that the fire had burned a hole in the floor and he fell into the basement. He was taken by helicopter to a trama hospital and passed away two days later. His air pack had run out of air.
He was 52, and I turned 50 five weeks after he passed away. I know that people say we knew the risks - yes you do, but you are never prepared. We had been married for 23 and 1/2 years. At the funeral there was so much protocal - it had to be in a nearby college gymnasium - over 3,000 firefighters were there! I was in such shock. Then there was the mountain of paperowork afterwards, we had to move, and I had to have knee surgery all in the following 11 months afterwards.
A month ago my sons (we have two who are in college - so I am an empty-nester too) and I went to the National Fallen Firefighter Memorial Service in Maryland. I felt that was my husband's funeral. At that service I felt I placed him to rest in peace, and when they gave me a folded American Flag it suddenly hit he was gone! My firefighter escort led me to my seat for I couldn't see through the tears and I don't remember walking - all I knew I was moving down this long aisle somehow to my seat.
Now, it is so hard. Today I had an eye exam and they wanted to dialate my eyes but couldn't for I came by myself. Things like this really bring the fact I am on my own to reality.
I just wanted to say hello and explain why I am here. I just need support and to help the a-lone-ness! I want to also help and pray for those I meet here.
God Bless you all -
Bonnie