tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-844878083310309542.post2722882939352572069..comments2024-01-08T19:37:02.196-06:00Comments on The heart is a lonely hunter: the straw that broke AtlasIsaachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09608625023352376222noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-844878083310309542.post-11145762871887030612013-10-23T21:06:20.307-05:002013-10-23T21:06:20.307-05:00That is indeed way more suffering than anybody sho...That is indeed way more suffering than anybody should have to endure...but we don't get to make those rules. Isaachttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09608625023352376222noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-844878083310309542.post-69742337366200569062013-10-23T21:04:35.046-05:002013-10-23T21:04:35.046-05:00Thanks. With my brother I stepped wwwaaayyy outsid...Thanks. With my brother I stepped wwwaaayyy outside that role but I obviously never blogged it as I'd like to become a full doctor one day. Isaachttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09608625023352376222noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-844878083310309542.post-32766622001976886822013-10-23T19:04:51.093-05:002013-10-23T19:04:51.093-05:00Life will get better for you. Don't give up or...Life will get better for you. Don't give up or give in.<br /><br />You did the right things by stepping out of the supportive bystander role when your relatives needed your expertise. There are lots of impersonal screw-ups in the delivery of medical care. You had the intelligence and training to recognize some of them.<br /><br />Remember to nurture your relationship with your wife.<br /><br />-SteveSteve Parker, M.D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/00981614468565811839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-844878083310309542.post-8863094382974813602013-10-23T16:30:38.818-05:002013-10-23T16:30:38.818-05:00Not cursed. Not by life, or God. Just suffering th...Not cursed. Not by life, or God. Just suffering the fall out of being a human. <br /><br />In the span of a little over two years, one of my sons, my husband, my life long and closest friend ( not speaking of my husband by saying that), my pastor and also the one person who had mentored me through most of my life's hardest lessons all passed away. One expected, the other's not.<br /><br />In the three years that followed, i held more than one person in my arms who took their life, as they slipped away. Two others from illness.<br /><br />My heart wanted to grow hard. It absolutely felt like it was breaking.<br /><br />Now, nine years later, I have been blessed to adopt 3 more kids, that I never expected. Siblings who came home to kids my husband and I had already adopted while he was still alive. --- I have started a company meant to give encouragement and resources to those who have stood in shoes similar to mine. And the ones you are now wearing. And I hear daily how much it's changing lives.<br /><br />It doesn't change the bite of the losses. Nor the scars left by them. There are days I still find myself in mourning heavier than others. But LIFE will move you forward, and you will find ways to reach out to those around you, whether you know them or not, because THAT'S who you are. No matter how hard you're grieving and imploding right now, just as you'll say to your son as he's looking at things, TOMORROW will come and it's worth being there for it, and ready to see what more there is for you. <br /><br />steffZARZANDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11106131282387604764noreply@blogger.com