i can't remember if i have mentioned my wife is pregnant? to be honest thats probably my life story on here.. i come here when i am at my lowest. this may seem strange but its after posting on here that the love and support you all bring helps pull me back up.
sorry, back to the point i started with.. i'm going to be a dad! 3rd time but this time it feels so strange.
90% is over the moon happy 10% doesnt know how to feel....
the 10% that holds me back ask's " should you feel happy" its 8 months since i lost my dad, my hero, my arch enemy,my hero ,my dad (we've all been there) buts most of all too my two kids , their grandpa....
he loved being "grandpa" ikle shorty's loved him.. bump won't know him...
to be honest, calum, my youngest won't remember him, he's 4, but i am finding it so hard to think bump won't know him at all... got to go crying and typing dont mix

thanks for reading

tc love to all

it's the circle of life. this wonderful baby will keep reminding you that your father's legacy will keep going forward. another child that will hear the wonderful stories of grandpa.

when my grandson...lol..called grandmonkey in these here parts...was born and named after my brother, i wasn't sure what to think. it brought up such sorrow and grief, but then the joy hit. grandmonkey is now 5 and can tell you tons funny stuff that my brother did to me.

i'm glad you posted. so are you having sympathy cravings for your wife? hehe..snacking with her?

I just wanted to leave you a hug Steach. Congratulations!

Curious is so right...still waiting here for the joy to hit.

was there anything in my post suggested "lol"? and you think "cravings" with my wife is funny. i was, as i said yesterday " at my lowest "in terms of grief and this was your idea of a response. please feel free to keep it to yourself the next time.

wow you sure took my post wrong.

if you can see the lol..was directed at what my grandson is called here in this forum.

the craving, many men i met in my life tend to eat the snacks their pregnant wife are craving. don't know what they call that were you are from, but from where i come from..they call it sympathy cravings.

and yep...i won't offer you support again. i'll keep giving it to the people who appritiate it.

That would be all of the rest of us Curious. The written word can be so misconstrued....don't know how to "fix that".

Steash...I'm so sorry for your pain...but Curious has a heart of gold.

i have thought about this for a week, looked back at our posts, and having given things a great amount of thought i have came to this reply....firstly , due to the fact i did not know you or your history,with regards grandmonkey, in any way i took offence. for that i am big enough to say sorry, to be honest i still don't understand but others do so that makes your response okay,
this may sound strange but to get a reply from someone in "willy wonka land"
doesnt quite sound right.
if you feel you have to give your form of support to "someone who appreciate's it" feel free.
for me that is a very strange response to someone offering support and friendship.
"heart of gold" take a step back, look at you replies and ask youself, is that what someone in need wants to read?
i have been here for 6 months or so , posted in the last couple, the people that have replied have left the most heart felt uplifting replies, i have cried on more than few occassions, but then maybe their idea of support was closer to how i felt?
you have 2000 odd posts, believe it or not i am not suggesting you are not a nice supportive freindly person, its just that your reply to me wasn't quite what i needed at the time.
steash

Hi steash

if I may intervene and comment, having known curious for a looooong time, and also having been very moved by your contributions since you joined the NeuroTalk community....I honestly feel you may have misunderstood the words written by someone who has a deeper knowledge of pain and suffering than many may know, and one who uplifts many in this community by continuous and selfless love and care and empathy. Curious has used her very unique and treasured sense of humour here and in other places time and time again to help friends and strangers from the depths of despair and to give them her time, a (frequently practical) helping hand, and a dollop of hope and encouragement and cheer.

I really and truly think you have misunderstood, steash. But that's ok...we all do so often in life, dont we, and especially so here in cyberspace, where the written word sometimes takes on a whole new meaning than the spoken, expressive one, and where especially not knowing the other person and their personality and style of posting, one can so easily form a very mistaken impression.

You are a very valued member here steash and I do hope you will continue to get to know all of us...we have a lot we can all learn from each other.

hi steash

My father was diagnosed with lung cancer when my son was 2, and it was my biggest fear that he wouldn't remember his grandpa. My dad was able to hold on long enough for my son to remember him - he died when my son was 7. I'm glad my son remembers him because my father truly adored my son.

My grandmother died when I was 2. I have no memory of her, but I'm told she loved me very much. Our bond here on earth may have been broken by her death, but I still believe we have a connection somehow with each other. I'm close to 50 years in age, but I still feel as if she watches over me.

I lost a friend recently, and another friend told me: "Everyday a birth. Everyday a death. Each day the saddest and most joyous human experiences surround and swirl about us and we are usually untouched. It is only when we are personally touched by great suffering or great joy, that we are in touch with a commonality that we all share as humans."

You've been touched by both extremes recently.

Your youngest probably won't remember your father, but the torch has been passed on to you. Teach him what you want him to know of your father. The same goes for the little one who has yet to make an appearance here on earth. Your dad loved being a grandpa to your kids, and this new one is no exception. That kind of love is strong - so strong that even death can't break it apart. I suspect he'll continue to be grandpa to your kids, but in a Guardian Angel kind of way. His life, your life, will go on - through the eyes and hearts of your children.

kathy,
thankyou.
i have typed,backspaced,typed,backspaced, cant add any more that makes sense,
thankyou once again.



steash