When one experiences untimely deaths of loved ones, several times, does it not become more difficult each time

Answer 1

i lost my brother when i was 13 its hard i had dream that he died and 2 weeks later he did

Answer 2

I don't think it ever gets better, but you learn to accept it more depending on your age.

My wife's family has been hit hard by death in the last 10 years. Her father, a brother, mother 8 aunts and uncles all in that time frame. I now it doesn't get easier for her and when in your 50's it just brings home the fact that you are next in line. Untimely deaths are the worst since there is no acceptance, planning, or getting ready. My dad was my first experience in this. I came in from a baseball game and my grandmother told me " Your father passed away". He was 43 and I was 11. To say I was shocked was an understatement.

There is only your friends and relatives and your spiritual beliefs to help during these times. I have seen plenty of death but it is very different when it is in your family.
wish I had the ability to take away grief but that's Gods job. I'm just like the rest of the humans.

Answer 3

I think yes.

Here's why;

About two years ago, my great grandmother passed away. I had just gotten home from school. I was in third or forth grade at the time. I was totally crushed, sobbing over the littlest thing someone said about her or even mentioned her name. As you can imagine, we were very close.

Fast foward about a year. I was in a foul mood one day and begged my mother not to make me go to school. Hours later, I recieved new that my grandfather had died. I didn't shed a tear at first, I was just kind of angry, mainly at god for taking away yet another beloved one from the earth.

Fast foward to now. Today was my uncle's funeral and I came close to sobbing, but didn't. I was focused more on comforting those around me. I guess as more and more loved ones pass, the more and more you get used to death. It's not something easy to live with, but slowly, I'm learning to manage and comfort those around me more then have to be comforted every few seconds.

Answer 4

I don't like to admit this but I am indifferent.
Having said that, a contact of mine in England had told me she was dying and I thought " yeah sure, sick perhaps".
When I received an email from her son I felt gutted. She was only 50, 5 years younger than myself.
I asked a question about her just to bring it to the attention of others in our network and received some wonderful responses.
Many were completely unknown to me, as well as a few contacts. One lady I know in the US actually sent me an ecard, which I thought was a magnificent gesture.

It showed me how wonderful this community can be.

Answer 5

In 1984 I lost my father (I adored him) then I lost my 13 year old son (I loved him dearly, but he tried my patience enormously), then I lost an uncle.
I was upset when my uncle died because I was quite close to my aunt, I missed my father and the kind of easy relationship we shared, but the middle loss was the worst. Even after all these years I still feel that loss today. Especially on his birthday, it comes up and socks me in the gut. No two people suffer grief in the same way, they work through it. It depends on the relationship you have with the person who dies. I was 12 when my maternal grandmother died, she'd taught me to cook, sew and encouraged me in so many ways, but when my other grandmother died, I didn't have so much grief for her because we were never close or in close touch, but by then I was in my late 20s.

Answer 6

I've had the opposite experience. I grow more calloused each time.

Answer 7

I think it does. When someone in my family dies. The hole in my heart opens wider and wider. But you can't let the hole kill you. You have to live on.

Answer 8

I am fortunate that I haven't experienced that.