Sorrow and Death

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How can we use a subject so delicate for a business blog?

Many of us have experienced and all will experience death and sorrow in our lifetime.

Is there a way to harness that emotion and bring something good from the pain?

I believe so.

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Death and Sorrow

There have been many people throughout my life that have been carried off into the spirit realm through death.

Over the years, so many friends and family have passed on, that at times I feel numb to it all.

The sorrow that death brings is heavy and it's burden too much to bare at times, but understanding there might possibly be another realm is one of the comforts I have that makes the sorrow a little lighter and also gives me hope.


The thought of possibly seeing that loved one again in a different life lifts the pain from being too much and drowning me in the sorrow.


For those who lose someone they love, the death, sorrow and love they feel for that person is

incredibly deep.

Shock, sorrow, anger, more sorrow, repeat.

There are no words to describe the pain.

There is no comfort.

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Every season has it's down times.

Me:

I lost my father on June 16, 2017, one of the kids birthday, and I still haven't quite come to terms with that.

Moving on has been far from my mind.

Missing my dad seems to be the only thing that I feel or think about. Being aware that others have also felt the

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Somehow writing about what I'm thinking is freeing to my soul.

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Death Comes Knocking Again

Then the news came of the death of someone else in my life that will forever be a treasure to me and a beautiful friend.

Not only was this young man like a son, but he was a friend that I will always miss. This is such a great loss, not only to myself, but to his friends and family, as well as the community he lived in.

We go through our days, never thinking that the person we love might be snatched away from us in any given moment, and there's nothing at all we can do about it.

Absolutely nothing.

This amazing young man was stolen from us on January 25, 2019; my little brothers birthday.

My thoughts are scattered at times.

My prayers aren't what they should be.

I've recently been able to 'think' again.

At least that's how it feels.

Here it is the end of the year and it's been difficult for me to be able to actually comprehend that another precious soul in my life has passed away.

I'm numb.

He was shot and found dead in his vehicle.

The robbery and death took place on January 25, 2019.

Questions go through my mind.

How long did he suffer? Was he cold? Was he afraid? What went through his mind during this time? What did the person who killed him say to him?

Those who loved him have questions.

The story of each child in my life is different.

Each childs story has it's own tragedy and successes.

In this case, his life was becoming a success.

Tradegy took him.

Two types of people

There are two types of people in the world;

1) Those who give.

2) Those who take.

This is one of the precious baby's that came into my life. His name was Delvin, and he was a giver.

A Good young man

He was taken way too early by a mindless drug addict who needed a quick fix. Someone who was so deranged and screwed up, that he was willing to kill someone to get a high fix that would only last a short time and leave those in the wake of this tradegy forever with loss.

To kill someone because of lack of self discipline and greed seems so unfair.

Then he ran away like cowards always do, and was found with his girlfriend in another state a few hours away.

I will say I'm grateful to the police for apprehending and removing this grime from the streets.

A bad guy. A good guy.

One always takes.

The other always gives.

That is the case here.

This is a pic of myself and one of the precious souls that came into my life. He was almost always smiling and happy, and he made it a point to inspire, encourage, and build up others that came across his path.

Delvin was a giver who treated most everyone like they were his friend. He loved to help others and found joy in doing what was good and right. He knew where his strength came from and had no problem sharing a quote from the bible or some other inspirational information. If he thought he could help someone in some small way, he did just that. He was a giver. Delvin gave hope to others with his wisdom and insight.

He didn't have to know you to encourage you or find a way to lift you up. That was just his nature and beautiful spirit, and that's what made him so amazing.

He never met a stranger or an enemy. Those who hated him, didn't know him. He prayed for those who wrongfully used him and stood firm on things that make a better world for all.

If only there were more people like him, his sisters, and brothers, we would have a better world. I love this family and can't even begin to understand why good people have to die while those who hurt, destroy, inflict pain or harm on others, continue to get away with the harm they do.

For three days he said he wanted to come to talk to me about something that was on his mind.

He didn't show.

I worried.

I wondered.

Now I will never know what he wanted to talk about.

Did it have something to do with his death? Did he know his assailant? What did he want to talk about?

I guess I'll never know. I'll always wonder.

Forever gone.

If only there were more good people who showed love and kindness.

If only there were fewer people who take from others.

A RARE JEWEL gone from the world entirely too early.

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My Request

I have a request to pray for this family and our mutual friends of whom I know are dealing with his loss.

He has a twin and other siblings as well as other family members and friends that miss him.

Pray that this loss will turn into a victory, and this hurt we all feel will turn into joy and laughter.

Pray that those who do not know the love of a Saviour would open their heart to accept the same Christ that Delvin accepted in hopes that they too might be more like Delvin and the Creator he served.

Pray that those who senselessly took his life would realize what they've done as well as feel genuine guilt and sorrow for their crime.

Pray that his example of love and kindness be remembered by those who met him and loved him.


Memories in the moments

We may go throught hardships as everyone does at one time or another, but we can take the time to asscess what we've been through and possibly help someone else along the way.

For instance, I've taken a training site, added my personal experience in life, and am able to feel better as I express my feelings this way, help others in some way, and e while doing so.

This training isn't to be taken lightly though, I'm hopefully doing some productive along the way.

The memories I have with this family are precious, and he will always be remembered as one of the really good people in my life. He will always be remembered as a friend that made my day brighter when I had time with him, and I know he did the same for others as well.

Those of us that knew and loved him will continue to carry the mantle of hope, love, inspiration and encouragement that Delvin chose to carry and share with others.

We will remind others of what Delvin stood for, and we will step up to the plate and help others when they need help; as he helped others.

I spoke to a close friend of Delvins', he said that if someone needed food, clothing, or money, Delvin was the type of guy that didn't want anyone to go without, and was always right there helping where there was a need. His friends words were nurishment to my soul and much needed at that time.

The photo below is of myself and the girls and taken when the girls and I spent some time together down at the river here in town. We giggled and laughed so much so that day, that a foreign woman stopped to ask about us being family.

She asked me if these girls were my daughters. She said we looked like we genuinely loved each other and said she found it odd, but that it made her smile and feel "happy"

What an honor.

As our evening went on into the night, we enjoyed the time together just being silly as girls, while the lights and music filled the air.

We danced and acted as if the world were ours and only ours.

I felt like one of the luckiest people on earth at that moment in time and couldn't have been happier myself, which might explain why we made the woman feel "happy."

Their brother loved and wanted to protect his sisters, along with the other siblings, and his worry for them was heavy; though I doubt he ever let them know it.

I couldn't be more proud of him.

I couldn't miss him more than I do now, while I sit writing this.

I was already so proud of who he was becoming before people told me of his goodness. Then, once others began to share what Delvin had done for them, I knew the world was one less amazing person.

I also knew that because there are so few people like him, it would be hard for me to ever find anyone as wonderful a person as he was.

Sharing him with you might not bring him back, but my hope is to remind others to appreciate and seize the time we have with those we love, that when good people are in your life, losing them is a tradegy and terrible loss, and take those moments to let them know we love them.

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Well, that's it for now.

Thank you for stopping by to read this page, and for your thoughts and prayers for this family.

RitaAnn~


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I am sorry for your loss. The death of a loved one is always a tear that never really closes. I wish you to find positive strength and continue your life in peace.

Ingrid

Hi Ingrid, you're so right, it feels like a tear, and it doesn't feel as if it's ever going to heal.

Thank you for your positivity, it's always needed.

RitaAnn~

Sitting here looking at the page again. Wondering if I should make the page "better" and remembering the hurt I felt as I wrote it the first time.

I just wanted to leave it.
In that moment and time.
My thoughts.
Feelings, like ocean waves taking over my very soul.
Wondering how the world allows wicked people to continue while those who finally find peace before the grave and happily share kindness with others has to find the grave by the hands of wicked people.

It hurts still thinking about it.

I started building him a website before his death, even as he was young.

This loss. No real words.

God still has a plan. His twin is taking over everything and she'll be telling me what she wants. It's my treasure time with her. Shes one of the girls in the photo.

Agape Love is bigger than words.

Thanks again. It helps to see your support. Hugs.


Enjoy Wealthy Affiliate,

RitaAnn~

Today your sorrow is too heavy and deep but I am sure that you will manage to take the path of your life and live for the one who has left. People who join God do not want to see us unhappy and I'm sure that from where He is, prayers are said for you all, everyday so that you can overcome this horribly difficult moment.

Peace!
Ingrid

Air Hugs Ingrid.

RitaAnn~

I am very sorry. I hope you'll be fine soon by the grace of the Lord! - Florentino

Hello Florentino, thank you for your kind words. The wonderful thing about this young man was his hope in the Christ Messiah, the Lord. It's one thing we spoke about often and one more reason I love his family so much.
When the Lord is part of our lives, there is an amazing connection that none can separate.

Thank you so much,

RitaAnn~

Hi Florentino, yes, He has been my rock, a very present help in time of trouble. An amazing God to be sure.

I'm going back and reading the information about sorrow and death and how it hurt then.

I scrolled down and found comfort and I'm grateful with a smile as I'm writing this.

Thank you my friend.

Hope all is doing well for you.

Blessings,

RitaAnn~

Hi RitaAnn, I'm good hope all is well with you as well. Yes, keep the lord in our hearts. That is our comfort and our strength and joy.

megawinner, I couldn't imagine it any other way.

RitaAnn~

Amen.

RitaAnn, I'm so sorry for your loss. Your pain is palpable from your writing. May your precious memories of your lost loved ones bring you peace.

I lost my mother, who was nearly 98, in Feb. of 2017 and one of my lifelong best friends from 3rd grade on, in Sept. of that year. With the passage of time, the pain has subsided, and I smile as I remember both of them.

My mother sang hymns all the time, and after she died, I was unable to sing those songs in the choir or during the church service without crying for many months. Once I was sobbing so hard that I had to leave the service. But now, I visualize my dear, sweet Mama riding around on a cloud, looking down and smiling when I sing them. She's singing with the angels now.

And memories of the joy we had as kids, the pain of each of us losing a sister, and our lifelong friendship makes me smile now instead of crying when something reminds me of Avie, or I think of something she did or said. Now I rejoice in the love we shared for a lifetime. I still miss her, but I couldn't wish her back as sick as she was. Her body was riddled with cancer and racked with pain. Now she's free and happy, and reunited with her parents and sister who went home before she did.

I pray that you will find comfort and peace.

Carol

Hi Carol,

So glad you stopped by. Thank you.

Writing about death and hard times helps when I feel I'm at the point I'm able to write.
Death doesn't seem something people are able to talk about easily.

Your mom was 98 yrs. old! Wonderful.
I hate that she had to go home without you. I know you miss her and your life long best friend Avie.

If your mom sang to Jesus all the time, she's not just singing with the angels, heck, she might be leading them in song and dance!

While she might have seemed mild mannered here on earth, your mom is "cuttin' the rug" up in heaven and the angels are right there with her.

They might even be teaching her some heavenly dance moves. :-)

I pray that's me when I get home. Except I think I'll be in the percussion section from time to time as well. I'll most definitely be dancing around, I'm confident of that.

When we were little, dad put us on his feet and danced around with us. I have a feeling that's one of the first things I'm going to do when I see my daddy.

I want that first dance to be with the first person I remember dancing with; my daddy.

I can't imagine loosing anyone else, yet, I know it's inevitable and mentally preparing doesn't seem to help. (I tried that with my dad) the loss is so deep it's almost unbearable.

They say "time heals all wounds" and that does appear to be somewhat true, yet the wounds really never heal as far as I can tell.
My childhood deaths hurt just as much today as when I lost them all those years ago.

That deep ache that pulls every ounce of strength from me, that even breathing takes on a whole new meaning.

That feeling never seems to go away; it's always there waiting for me to become vulnerable to it.

I hate it.

What are we to do?

We worship.
We dance.
We claim victory over death and declare that "death has no sting"
that's what we do.

Your mom had the right idea.

She wasn't just singing "hymns" she was preparing for her time with her Creator.
She was preparing for her eternal future with her Lord and King; Jesus.

Hey, if I'm not careful I'll be dancing around my bedroom thinking your mom and how much she knew about her Jesus, that we still have yet to learn.
I'll get my "Happy Dance" on and not get anything done on the WA site. LOL

She knew something we didn't know.

Now she's with someone we only wish we could be with, and she's dancing and singing on her little cloud floating around leading the angels in song and dance.

Practicing for you when you get home too.

Hugs.

RitaAnn~
...yes, I have an imagination and I'm not afraid to use it. :-)

Love it! I hope she is dancing her little legs off up there. She was a preacher's kid and wasn't allowed to dance. Bet she's making up for it now!

Wow... heartfelt sorrow for your loss... 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻To you and his friends and family... stay strong .. may the Peace of the Lord be with you.
Tim

Hi timstime20, thank you for your prayers and encouragement.

"The peace of the Lord" may have actually been what's been holding me together all this time. I'm not sure how I would have made it this far without our Creator and heavenly daddy.

To be honest, at times I think my dad and Delvin might be having too much fun in heaven without me.

I'm looking forward to spending all eternity running around heaven with the two of them. They're probably off at a fishing hole without me right now.

:-)

Thankful for our Creator for giving me some wonderful people to share my life with, just saddened that they're with Him instead of me.
Being selfish isn't my prettiest side, but sometimes it just feels better.

Thanks again,
RitaAnn~

I’m truly touched. We are reminded to cherish life and those we love. For we do not know when they would be taken away. I’ll be praying for you and your beloved family. He’s gone but never forgotten. He’ll be in your minds and hearts forever.

Yes, CDarling1, he will most definitely be in my thoughts and heart for many years to come.

The time I had with both he and my father will always be a treasure to me.

You're right, we never know how long we have with those we care about.

In my wildest dreams I thought for sure Delvin was going to do something great in the world.

In fact, maybe he did.
Being a giver makes you different, and I consider it 'great' to be a giver.

Delvin's death brought about his friends calling me to talk.

During one of those conversations, there was a man that Delvin met and being that the man was down on his luck and very depressed, Delvin gave him money and encouragement.

Delvin saw the man one other time according to this particular witness account.

The young man said that he saw the man again, and was curious as to whether or not the man knew about the death. The young man shared the untimely news with the gentleman, in which case, it's said, that the man began to sob.

When the young man asked if the gentleman was okay, he told this young man that no one had ever been so nice to him.

Then he shared what he and Delvin had spoken about, he also told the young man that Delvin never thought twice about handing him money, and he didn't ask for it.

He also said that what Delvin had done for him would never be forgotten because it was one of the lowest times in his life and he was ready to give up on life.

The encouraging words helped to soothe the man's soul, but the money help restore his faith in humanity and gave him something to eat.

I've always been one to tell the kids not to give money, but possibly purchase the food themselves or give some type of coupon book thingy from a fast food place.

Hearing that he had given money to a complete stranger actually shocked me, but I know that whatever reason Delvin felt he should give the man money, he did just that.

The great thing Delvin did was give.

That one simple act of kindness changed a strangers life for the better, possibly for the rest of his life.

You had to know Delvin to appreciate who he was and what he stood for.

He had been through so much at such an early age that nothing, it seemed, could bring him down.

Delvin conquered every doubt he had, and made it do what he wanted it to do.

He didn't let anything stand in his way of being a better person because he had seen what terrible people were like.

He wanted to change the world for the better in his every day life; I have a feeling he did just that.

I'm still heartbroken. I'm still numb.

But I'm moving forward.

Thanks so much for sharing your heart, I appreciate your encouraging words.

RitaAnn~

What a beautiful tribute to your loved one Delvin. Such a tragedy. My heart goes out to you, RitaAnn, and to other friends and family at this difficult time.

Thank you for taking time to stop by the page, read it, and share a few kind words. That means a lot.

I realize that I'm not alone and that so many others have it so much worse. It's not that I want to whine about the loss, I would rather try to share how beautiful a person he was.

Yes, it is a terrible tradegy. One I will not easily get over, but I know that his siblings are having a much harder time of it than myself.

I miss him and my dad so much, but my faith tells me they might just be dancing around heaven giving one another high fives and looking for a fishing hole somewhere.

My chin is up and my shoulders back, just like I was taught to do when things go wrong.

Deep breath. Move forward.

That's what I'm trying to do.

Thank you again,

RitaAnn~

RitaAnn, I love the image of your loved ones dancing around heaven high fiving and looking for a fishing hole. I wish them peace and happy fishing!

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