I read the articles just about every day. Every time I read the passing of a fellow warrior, I literally shed a few tears. Does anyone else do this?
Is it just me?: I read the articles... - Advanced Prostate...
Is it just me?
Every. Single. Time. Some hit harder than others but there is pain felt for each one. And for the ones they leave behind. You are not alone.
I can imagine for our caregivers it hits home harder but as a fellow warrior it hits and is a reminder that the guillotine is just waiting for us so I tend to try not to think about it to long.
Yes, every time I read of another loss on HU I choke up, Its just heartbreaking.
It’s heartbreaking and incredibly sad.
Every time I see a new post i get a little sad. I always take some time to review the profile and post/comment history to try to develop a small appreciation for who this person was and what their journey looked like.
I don’t cry but it makes me very sad 😞.
Having been through the inevitable end of life of others since my birth it's sadness for the individual who died hopefully having lived a full life because they are finally at peace but tears for those whose life has not even begun and for those left behind.
Im with you on that! It so sad to here about a young life lost for any reason.
I often think about how very lucky i am to be here as well as all of my siblings (some passed) when i think of all the young soldiers who died in WWII and my father was very lucky to survive being in a very slow sea plane (Night Raiders) doing night time raids, reconnaissance and sea rescues in the Pacific theater.
All of those 407,000 soldiers snuffed out before they even had a chance at marriage and fatherhood. Multiply that times maybe 5 possible children (big families back then) and we are talking over 2 million lives that never existed. NOW THAT IS SAD!
addendum! Oh man sorry about that rambling!
It does hit hard. I pray for the families of those that passed and what their lives will be like without their husband and father. I pray for all those currently struggling with the disease, and I give thanks I am still here. Sometimes I have to skip reading the posts for a few days if I am particularly touched by the passing of a brother. I am grateful for this group and the support it brings.
As others have said, you are not alone. I feel for the fallen warriors and their loved ones. Each loss brings sorrow, but also gratefulness that I have this day in front of me to make the most of.
… for me, it’s the combat equivalent of survivors guilt. ‘There but by Grace go I. ‘ It pushes me forward. It makes me grab each day even stronger. It makes me value the time I spent more completely. None of us in this group can afford to waste a single minute of a single day.
Every time. Even for those I have no personal connection, we have a connection in this disease. I'm doing well on my journey and I feel for all who are suffering as well. We all go at some point, but I see the ones who leave us too early. I think of their family and friends.
Each one hits hard as we start to see a pathway that shows us our own end. It’s particularly hard when there is a direct comparison of age, Gleason score, Mets and med responses, and there is a guilt that you have when you feel so lucky that your individual response has taken a better and different direction. Each passing is a heartbreak and I can only hope that the words we all write as postscripts help the wonderful supportive family members who remain.
I'm not a warrior but a warrior's wife and it hits me every single time ! It effects me for days and sets my anxiety into a tail spin
Life is a battle we never win...
All we have are successive moments of now!
Tomorrow exists in expectation, only!
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I always think.............what was his first name? Have to know that if I'm gonna give him a free pass to my comedy store in the sky.....We are brothers so the passing of one hurts us to tears..... May you all have -
Good Luck, Good Health and Good Humor.
j-o-h-n
It's not just you. Since I'm somewhat older than many of the men who pass I think most of them have left us too soon.