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Beams of Grief
Beams of Grief
Beams of Grief
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Beams of Grief —Ludmila M. Flores
The pages of this book hold the powerfully intimate journey of a woman's grief over the death of her husband from stage IV cancer and the loss of fifteen years of her life caring for him. Readers should prepare for their spirits to be both moved and lifted up. Somehow, the author manages to tell of death and loss in a way that brings life and discovery of goodness. The style of writing, the author's unfettered honesty, and her ability to write from the heart will set the reader free to walk on sacred ground.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherBookBaby
Release dateDec 1, 2018
ISBN9781543955255
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    Beams of Grief - Ludmila M. Flores

    Beams of Grief

    Ludmila M. Flores

    ISBN (Print Edition): 978-1-54395-524-8

    ISBN (eBook Edition): 978-1-54395-525-5

    © 2018. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

    Table of Contents

    Preface

    Chapter 1 When the Sun Went Down in the Morning

    Chapter 2 At the Funeral Home

    Chapter 3 Keep Going

    Chapter 4 Rosewood Box

    Chapter 5 Last Good-Bye

    Chapter 6 The Wife

    Chapter 7 Knowing and Accepting

    Chapter 8 Autopilot

    Chapter 9 Mr. Alone

    Chapter 10 Bare

    Chapter 11 The Guild

    Chapter 12 Politically Correct

    Chapter 13 Life Sentence

    Chapter 14 Give Me a Break!

    Chapter 15 A Message

    Chapter 16 Smashed Glass

    Chapter 17 Strong Me

    Chapter 18 Decisions

    Chapter 19 Black Hole

    Chapter 20 Breathe

    Chapter 21 Just Go for It

    Chapter 22 Fix

    Chapter 23 Home

    Chapter 24 Like Nothing Happened!

    Chapter 25 Universe Emergency Unit

    Chapter 26 The Routine

    Chapter 27 Hey, You!

    Chapter 28 The Night

    Chapter 29 There You Go

    Chapter 30 Falling Off a Cliff

    Chapter 31 Deal with It

    Chapter 32 I Am a Cookie

    Chapter 33 Medicine

    Chapter 34 Hiding

    Chapter 35 I Want to Stop Falling

    Chapter 36 The Sign

    Chapter 37 Human

    Chapter 38 MY Grief

    Chapter 39 I Am Lucky

    Chapter 40 Duct Type

    Chapter 41 No One Asked Me

    Chapter 42 The Ocean

    Chapter 43 The Supermarket

    Chapter 44 A Friend

    Chapter 45 The Door Is Closed

    Chapter 46 Where Are You, God?

    Chapter 47 People!

    Chapter 48 Clarity

    Chapter 49 Perhaps

    Chapter 50 Heart vs. Brain

    Chapter 51 Life Is Not Done with Me

    Chapter 52 Happy

    Chapter 53 The First Day

    Chapter 54 I Want You to Know

    Appendix What do you see?

    Preface

    I lost my husband after his twelve-year battle with cancer. It was February 28, 2018, at 5:44 a.m. Even today, I can still feel his last heartbeat in the palm of my right hand. When his heart took that last beat, the world did not tremble, the clock on the wall did not stop, an angel did not come, a beam of light did not brighten the room, no music fled the air…just a beat…silence…while the ignorant clock on the wall kept ticking, and the bird outside kept chiming, and the world kept moving forward. The world did not stop because I fought to remain standing in caregiver’s shoes for fifteen years. The world did not end because my husband died.

    During those fifteen years, my husband carried a heavy cross of both physical and mental illness. Twelve of those years he spent fighting stage IV cancer. I carried the cross with him while trying to keep our life as normal as possible, caring for all the normal life problems and the normal challenges of an emigrant family in the United States. We did it without extended family support; we—the Three Musketeers—went through this journey together: my husband, our cat, and I.

    I do not know how I got to this point of my life. It was not an easy journey, and the cross grew heavier

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