I recently read a story in 'AfterTalk' and I felt absolutely desperate for the lady who had been in a fatal car accident. The accident took the lives of her two young daughters, ages 6 and 8, it left her surviving teenage daughter a paraplegic and her husband wheelchair bound. That poor, poor lady. How does she have the strength to face each day? Does caring for her two remaining loved ones provide her with the strength she needs?
We all need some perspective and that's not to diminish our own losses, nothing can ever do that and this story probably won't help those in the first throes of bereavement. But to so someone such as myself, two years along, it has certainly provided me with some perspective. The story has had a profound effect on me and I can shift this lady, this wife and mother, from my mind. I hope you don't mind me sharing it with you but you are the people I felt who could perhaps have some understanding.