If you had to name the most difficult goodbye you ever said, what would it be?

Answer 1

It was the quick and hasty "goodbye" I shared with my Grandfather right before he passed away. He and I had always been very close and I learned and shared so much with him over the years. When I was 21 or so, he suffered a small stroke and after that he just started to deteriorate quickly and a couple months later in the middle of the night he had a heart attack (even though he was tough as a bull, he suffered from a weak heart brought on by having rheumatic fever when he was a kid)...my grandmother, mom and I took him immediately to the hospital (it was faster than waiting for an ambulance since there was a blizzard going on at the time). Once they had him settled into the ICU, I was alone in the room with him while my mom and grandmother were out talking with the doctors. He opened his eyes and we spoke about the blizzard outside (making small talk in order to mask what was really going on), and I walked over, sat next to him and held his hand, and asked him how he felt. He said, "I feel like sht." And then he let out a breath and died. The machines started to go off, and everyone ran in and tried to revive him, but there was no point, he was gone.

I have said "goodbye" to many people over the years, but my Grandfather, was so special to me, it was the most difficult goodbye I've ever experienced.

Answer 2

I had a really good friend that died very suddenly. He was beloved in our town, everybody knew and loved him. His memorial service was so huge, we had to hold it in the auditorium of the university. The family included some of us at a private funeral the day before. But even seeing him in the casket didn't make me believe he was dead. So I couldn't say goodbye. It's been four years.

Answer 3

I never got the chance to say goodbye to my grandfather who I loved to pieces.
He had gotten cancer when I was 9 going on 10 years old. My grandfather took the place of my Dad and we practically did everything together.
When he started getting sick I got scared and we barely did anything after. When he became bed ridden I never went to him or saw him for weeks. One day my uncle was at the house from NH and I went in with my Uncle to my Papa's room and he look at me and asked "Are you lost mop?"
He called me Mop cuz I called him Pop ... anyways ... I said no and the tears started around my eyes and his did too.
My uncle broke the silence and i left the room.
Just before I turned 10 I remember being in the pool and my mother running out from the house (we were at Grammies and Papa's House) crying and then she told me the horrible news.
I sank to the bottom of that pool. I don't know for how long but I remember my uncle pulling me out. I never went into see him lying on his bed, but I remember him that day when he asked me if I was lost.

He had it right ... I am lost. I haven't yet said goodbye. I am now 24 years old.
Once in awhile I start crying again, wishing I could hug him one more time, or walk around the basement listening to that Ole Hawaiian tune just one...more...time.

Answer 4

The most difficult good bye for me was to say it to some one I loved and I knew I would never look back because the relationship was only going no where and I see him from a distance and I know he loved me but time and circumstance befall us all and we are both too old to change now.

Answer 5

My uncle had just came back from out of town he had been gone years. He stayed with my cousin and 6months later we found out he had aids and that he was at his last step so he was dieing. So my mom brung him home and set up his bed and everything in our house in my room. Well I can't tell the whole story without crying lets just say he died 2 days after his birthday and a day before Christmas.

Answer 6

I said goodbye to my illusions about the humanity of the human race

Answer 7

To part with my boyfriend whom I loved with all my heart. The funniest, most intelligent, sweetest person you can imagine. He loved me too, but had this illness that got triggered by being in a relationship and all the emotions involved. It took us 18 months to part.

Answer 8

My pet therapy rabbit died. I got her when I come home from the hospital, she was an amazing pet. I woke up one morning and she was dead.
It was also hard on my sons dog (chow/black lab mix) they grew up together, were pals. Now every time he pounces acrossthe yard like a rabbit I almost cry, but I laugh because he's a dog pouncing like a rabbit. We mourned together for several months over her.

Answer 9

Boarding the plane and leaving my mother at the age of 17 to move to the U.S. It was very hard not to cry, which I did once I was in my seat.

Answer 10

Do you mean previous to my best friend on 360 deciding to get off the carousel?
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I can't say that remember that just yet... still dwelling in the current pain.