When my Dad died I was at work when I got the call. Told my Boss, he told me to take the rest of the day off, but I convinced him to let me stay. All was well for 5-10 minutes, when I suddenly broke down and started crying. It was the first time I had lost anyone close to me that wasn't a pet. The intensity of it all was like nothing I have experienced before nor since.
Sorry in advance...but I have to ask...if I found out my dad died...I would be out of work the next second...
What made you make the decision at that moment to say you wanted to stay? fear?
That has to be one of the worst feelings ever...a friend is one thing but a mother or father is in a totally different world if you ask me.
My dad just died:
http://forums.anandtech.com/showthread.php?p=36487638#post36487638
I want to cry but i cant.
WTF?!
That was our family's first loss. My older brother was out with his friends on his graduation day, swimming at a lake. he dove down and did not come up.Just 2 weeks ago a co-worker of mine lost her beautiful daughter who just graduated HS. A spitting image of her. Oh man, Its gonna be a long recovery for her. No Mom should ever have to go through losing her baby. BTW the daughter is speeding excessively and was probably texting, lost control and crashed into the woods.
Was given the terrible news this week (Monday) that one of my best friends died in his sleep...only 40.
At first it didn't seem real...and it was only at his funeral that it really started to sink in and bother the shit out of me...
Even seeing him at his wake didn't shake me up that much.
My wife and other close friends were affected right away...crying and remorseful...mostly females.
IDK, maybe it is just me, being a guy and not letting the feeling sink it that it took this long for it to hit me.
I have browsed many threads like this on ATOT without a second thought as to letting it sink in...but man now that it has happened to me it hit home on many levels.
To add a level of oddity...he had an identical twin (never met him until today)....spitting image of him...talk about a mind fuck seeing what looks like your best friend talking to you, while your actual friend is laying in a coffin right next to you. It was extremely comforting yet terribly sad at the same time...like I didn't want to stop talking to him but was sad doing it.
In a selfish way I am pissed at him lol, usually talked to him several times a week...subconsciously I was going to give him a call out of habit after work and had to catch myself...just such a hollow feeling.
Anyways, I was just curious how others viewed this situation if you had ever been in it before.
