Tag Archives: Grieving

Good Bye Mr.White

The local St. Louis paper announced the death of Jim White, a radio personality who retired from KMOX radio about ten years ago on Wednesday,  September 2. This was sad news for me. I spent many an hour listening to him as a young adult. He kept me awake  as I drove home from pulling evening shifts at a local hospital. He kept me company once I arrived home. Many nights I fell asleep listening to his voice and those of his guests. Many times he challenged my thinking. He talked about the importance of having more than one  hobby; of family and loving life. He was involved in the community and taught the importance of giving back to it by example.

His self given nickname was "The Big Bimper". He said this was related to his size and the shift he worked. It was a reference to "things that go bump in the night. "

In my opinion he ranks right up there with other KMOX greats: Bob Hyland, John McCormick, Jack Buck, Bob Hardy and Jack Carney.

When he retired, I felt sad,because that time slot on KMOX would never be the same. It wasn't.
At the same time, I was happy for him. He was taking time to enjoy his hobbies and the rest of his life. He was going to have more time to enjoy his family. He was embarking on a new adventure.

I still think of him  when  "things go bump in the night."

Wednesday he left this world for the next.

Good Bye, Mr. White. Thank you for all of the lessons you taught. Thank you for all of the memories.

May you enjoy eternity. 🙂

I Am Sad

At 8:03pm Tuesday evening some sad news came into my life. My cousin Michael Wayne Grommet passed away this evening. Life for  my family will never be the same. My life will never be the same. I will never be the same.  He is the first one of our generation whom we have known to die. The exception is a cousin who died at birth more than 55 years ago. He was my only male cousin older than me. There were three of us cousins born within five years of each other. Now we are two alive and one dead. My heart is hurting…for me…for his wife…for his brother and sister..for my aunt…for the rest of my family.

This was a sudden death…We were not prepared. I was not ready for him to leave. None of us were. Most of us did not get to say good bye while he was alive. There used to be three people who could call me by a  nickname bestowed upon me by his father. His father was one and he and his brother were the other two…Now there is one…his younger brother…I was not prepared for this. I know, most of us never are.

I will get over this pain and sense of loss..For now it hurts and I am crying. Crying is good…I know this..The tears will end and life will resume its daily routine. But for now, I am sad.

I take solace in knowing that my Heavenly Father knows what is best. I know there is life after death. I know in my heart of hearts that all will be well. For now I am sad and hurt.

Praying will help..Walking will help..Knitting will help..Time will ease the pain…Life will still never be the same.

Mikey, I love you lots. Please rest in peace.

Loss Of A Child

The past week has been unusually stressful at work. A week ago yesterday a friend and colleague at work learned of the death of her youngest son. He was only 30 years old. His death was completely unexpected.

I work in a small retirement center where the staff is very close knit. This young man’s death has hit all of us hard. The nurses, of which I am one, are an even closer knit group than the rest of the staff. It is my observation that this has touched us even more than others. We have all been going through the grieving process. Part of our grief is our own and part of it is for our friend. We hurt for her. We hurt for her family.

We are the ones who normally help others with the grieving process. Now we are in the position of going through it ourselves. We have each experienced the loss of a loved one before in our lives, but this seems to be different. We can only watch and pray at this point since our friend has not returned to work. Of course we are sending cards as a token expression of our sympathy. The staff of our facility is sending a lovely gift in the next few days after everyone has had the chance to donate for it.

At some point there will be a private hand made gift to she and her son’s girlfriend from the nurses on our shift. Work will begin on this gift in the next few days. I cannot bring myself to get the yarn for part of it from my stash just yet. The pattern choice has been made. At the moment it is just a bit too hard to begin this project. It will have to wait until my next day off in the middle of the week.

In the meantime we continue to pray and work through our part of the grief process. I have this sneaking hunch that I am not the only parent who has told a child they are loved more than usual this week.

Thank you for listening.