My friend died today

Okay so he's right in the middle of the top row and i'm at the bottom sitting down in the blue floral shirt
 
My friend just died. We don't know how or why but I'm sure the military will do an autopsy before sending the body here to jersey. After 9/11 all the people in town got together in the town park each holding a white candle stick. I suggested we do the same for Jon and it seems like everyone thinks its a nice idea.

How did you deal with the death of your friend?

I just found out that boyfriend of my dies last year. He was a Koran veteran and was a POW. He was buried with full military honors. My town had honor a hero during the 911 weekend. People could buy a flag to honor someone that dies 911 or a veteran. I got a flag to honor my boyfriend. There where about 500 flags in standing at our park and each one had person name on it.
I think think your idea is a very nice way to honor your friend.
I felt very sad hearing about my boyfriend that I dated in the 70's. Every time a friend of my dies I feel more alone , it's one less person that was apart of my life.
 
I am so sorry for your loss. What a shock to hear about someone so young and so unexpected. The memorial you mentioned sounds like a wonderful tribute to an equally wonderful man.
 
sorry your loss because your look like nice groups sad!
 
I just found out that boyfriend of my dies last year. He was a Koran veteran and was a POW. He was buried with full military honors. My town had honor a hero during the 911 weekend. People could buy a flag to honor someone that dies 911 or a veteran. I got a flag to honor my boyfriend. There where about 500 flags in standing at our park and each one had person name on it.
I think think your idea is a very nice way to honor your friend.
I felt very sad hearing about my boyfriend that I dated in the 70's. Every time a friend of my dies I feel more alone , it's one less person that was apart of my life.


I completely agree. With as many people as we meet throughout our lives, when one of them is lost there's always going to be something missing.
 
:grouphug:

I am praying for you, his family, his coworkers, and that all may find comfort and support.

So sorry to know that this has happened. So young!
 
I am so sorry for your loss. What a shock to hear about someone so young and so unexpected. The memorial you mentioned sounds like a wonderful tribute to an equally wonderful man.

Just back, sorry, but I see you got it. It looks like a nice group of friends.

sorry your loss because your look like nice groups sad!

Aww thanks you guys...I must admit, they are pretty wonderful. Jon is really going to be missed.
 
You are welcome. He looks like a great guy and you are beautiful. That picture will be wonderful memory of a great and happy time.
 
we supportive continue pray for your I give your sent to angel your give spiritual because your heart!
 
I am sorry for your loss. :hug:

One of my friends whom I have known since I was 2 or 3 years old died in a car accident when we were 23 years old. It has been 16 years and I still think of her and wish she was still around. I do miss her big time.
 
I am sorry for your loss. :hug:

One of my friends whom I have known since I was 2 or 3 years old died in a car accident when we were 23 years old. It has been 16 years and I still think of her and wish she was still around. I do miss her big time.


Ugh! That's so tragic. Have you heard the song "if I die young". It's my earworm today and rightfully so.
 
I am sorry for your loss. I also had a very dear and close friend pass away this recent May. She was grocery shopping and dropped dead of a heart attack out of the blue. She had a blood clot in her heart and could not be resuscitated.

The two of us never had any romantic involvement. We were just very close friends. I used to go over to her house all the time and sit on her front porch with her and her mom and just talk for hours. I knew her family very well. She and I bonded when we both realized we had the same personality, same interests and pretty much viewed the world the same way. She and I also enjoyed writing. We drew each other out, so to speak.

Our mutual love of writing enabled us to meet other writers, some of whom are very famous. Some of whom we both befriended and I am still friends with.

I know I posted this in another thread - but this has been on my mind all week. I visited her grave this past Tuesday and here is the revised poem I wrote from the other thread. I just miss her everyday. I hope this helps:


"This square patch of earth,
Lonely in the shade of a tall oak,
As the Fall wind gently blows,
The cool wind a reminder that Winter is coming.

As I look at the view from atop this hill,
I gaze uncomfortably at the fidgeting of my hands.

I don't know what to say, or even how to feel.

I just know

that I ache.

I kneel to brush leaves from the grass,
For here lies my great friend,
Her final resting place.



I didn't bring flowers, I brought memories,
We sat and talked, sitting in the shade,
Her neighbor is an Army Corporal,
Promised he would look after her,
She is new to the afterlife, he said.

I introduced her to my wife,
They each said hello and smiled.

Over the hill and across the lake,
Another family was gathered to say farewell,
Another soul to row across the river Alpheus,
To be judged and perhaps found worthy to wander the halls of Valhalla.

As far as the eye could see, there were markers,
Reminders that others have made this same journey,
Reminders that this is a journey we all must take,

Eventually.



I would rather have been at a restaurant,
Laughing over a couple of beers,
Instead I sat, gazing at my own trembling hands,
Next time, I thought, I will bring flowers.



I don't know why she was in such a hurry,
I mean, 36, is awfully young to die,
I promised to check in on her mom,
Until next time, we will meet again, she said.



This square patch of earth,

The final resting place,

Of my dear friend."
 
I am sorry for your loss. I also had a very dear and close friend pass away this recent May. She was grocery shopping and dropped dead of a heart attack out of the blue. She had a blood clot in her heart and could not be resuscitated.

The two of us never had any romantic involvement. We were just very close friends. I used to go over to her house all the time and sit on her front porch with her and her mom and just talk for hours. I knew her family very well. She and I bonded when we both realized we had the same personality, same interests and pretty much viewed the world the same way. She and I also enjoyed writing. We drew each other out, so to speak.

Our mutual love of writing enabled us to meet other writers, some of whom are very famous. Some of whom we both befriended and I am still friends with.

I know I posted this in another thread - but this has been on my mind all week. I visited her grave this past Tuesday and here is the revised poem I wrote from the other thread. I just miss her everyday. I hope this helps:


"This square patch of earth,
Lonely in the shade of a tall oak,
As the Fall wind gently blows,
The cool wind a reminder that Winter is coming.

As I look at the view from atop this hill,
I gaze uncomfortably at the fidgeting of my hands.

I don't know what to say, or even how to feel.

I just know

that I ache.

I kneel to brush leaves from the grass,
For here lies my great friend,
Her final resting place.



I didn't bring flowers, I brought memories,
We sat and talked, sitting in the shade,
Her neighbor is an Army Corporal,
Promised he would look after her,
She is new to the afterlife, he said.

I introduced her to my wife,
They each said hello and smiled.

Over the hill and across the lake,
Another family was gathered to say farewell,
Another soul to row across the river Alpheus,
To be judged and perhaps found worthy to wander the halls of Valhalla.

As far as the eye could see, there were markers,
Reminders that others have made this same journey,
Reminders that this is a journey we all must take,

Eventually.



I would rather have been at a restaurant,
Laughing over a couple of beers,
Instead I sat, gazing at my own trembling hands,
Next time, I thought, I will bring flowers.



I don't know why she was in such a hurry,
I mean, 36, is awfully young to die,
I promised to check in on her mom,
Until next time, we will meet again, she said.



This square patch of earth,

The final resting place,

Of my dear friend."

The poem is beautiful. I'm very sorry for your loss.
 
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