tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437844363772609557.post8475409452380304312..comments2023-09-17T09:27:48.331-04:00Comments on The (Not-Always) Happy Homemaker Diary: Media Reaction Over Compassion Regarding Grieving ChildrenMissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03869310477100385515noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437844363772609557.post-16670972403841180592010-12-10T09:52:04.615-05:002010-12-10T09:52:04.615-05:00I can't imagine going through what you went th...I can't imagine going through what you went through. I am 42 and am terrified to lose either of my parents. You are a Surviovor. I felt it was in such bad taste how they hounded Michael Jacksons Kids!Adoption of Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13714698687682760800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437844363772609557.post-67233671462532313482010-12-10T08:03:54.402-05:002010-12-10T08:03:54.402-05:00Brie, I'm so sorry for the loss of your Aunt a...Brie, I'm so sorry for the loss of your Aunt and that her son harbors so much self-hate. And really that is what he has within him.<br /><br />He never properly channeled his grief outwardly, always suffocating it within him. And that in turn, can boil over, spill outward, and in the end, because he knows no other way, even today, and it makes him turn on others.<br /><br />It's a bit Missyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03869310477100385515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437844363772609557.post-56381816145598555302010-12-10T06:21:44.176-05:002010-12-10T06:21:44.176-05:00When I was twelve my aunt died in a car crash. My ...When I was twelve my aunt died in a car crash. My cousin was the same age as me. He was not only there, but he lives with the guilt that in some small way he feels his mother's death is his fault, as she was driving him to a friend's house to stay the night that night, and moreso... she was alive until he pulled her out from under the car that had rolled on top of her, and when he did, Briehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05232082965789195791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437844363772609557.post-60903856959345085412010-12-09T20:29:51.635-05:002010-12-09T20:29:51.635-05:00Neva, actually yes she did. She was ready to go. S...Neva, actually yes she did. She was ready to go. She tried on many occasions in that month to pull her feeding tube from her nose and starve herself to death.<br /><br />She didn't want to live. And especially in that condition. <br /><br />After I told her "good-bye" for the last time (and the ONLY time I ever said those words before leaving for the day), with in not even 24 hours,Missyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03869310477100385515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437844363772609557.post-85789925818011853062010-12-09T16:33:20.983-05:002010-12-09T16:33:20.983-05:00You really think your mom wanted to die? I'm ...You really think your mom wanted to die? I'm pretty sure she wanted to live to see you grow up. You were the most important thing on the planet to her.Nevahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11250915895634472645noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437844363772609557.post-61345275429172554702010-12-09T11:31:25.867-05:002010-12-09T11:31:25.867-05:00You definitely dug up some old emotions for me her...You definitely dug up some old emotions for me here... <br /><br />I remember hearing that you lost your mother, but I forgot how young you were at the time. At that age, for a girl especially, your mother is the center of your entire universe- your whole reason for existing. I'm so sorry, sweet darling. If you ever need a shoulder to cry on, you can turn to me. I don't know what it&Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437844363772609557.post-41901576986786114102010-12-08T16:28:16.986-05:002010-12-08T16:28:16.986-05:00Donna, I can't say enough how much children wh...Donna, I can't say enough how much children who are grieving, especially after this extensive a loss, NEED their privacy.<br /><br />It seems also, that I must have hit some nerves, being that you (not counting myself for obvious reasons) are the ONLY one to say anything.<br /><br />Maybe I was too open and "graphic"? Oh well. It's REAL and it's raw LIFE where a parentless Missyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03869310477100385515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437844363772609557.post-81044090279401320332010-12-08T13:01:46.454-05:002010-12-08T13:01:46.454-05:00I couldn't agree more. The whole "dirty ...I couldn't agree more. The whole "dirty laundry" euphemism is sadly true. I've never been a huge fan of the media i.e. I hate most everything they do, but even more sadly there are people who WANT to see that stuff. Who sit in front of their televisions looking for a glimpse of a heartbroken kid so they can make some kind of inner decision as to whether the kid loved their Donnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01818751432748081832noreply@blogger.com