My dad just died a little over a year ago of a heart attack. He was only 66. This morning his brother died of a heart attack and he was only 63. I haven’t even begun to heal over the loss of my dad and now I have the loss of my uncle. How do I begin to heal?

Pray (if you believe) and take one day at a time. remember the good times you spent with them. remember the funny things you did. it is only natural to think about the loss so acknowledge that feeling of loss and then try to think of the things they did that made you laugh. remember, when you are at the stage where you are now, imagine yourself sliding down an empty jar, soon you will hit the bottom of the jar and you will start climbing out of that jar when the time is right. good luck. busy yourself with something to do.

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i broke up with my ex a couple months back because i was going through a rough patch. i miss him more than ever now, and all i can think about is him, and all the memories we have. i recently contacted him to talk to him, and then found out he has a girlfriend. i want him to be happy, but i want him back so bad. any songs related to this? anything but country.

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I need a song that talks something about this…An ex of mine from like 4 years ago recently got in contact with me he came to see me and i felt like wow! He told me things i know are true and i went through them to in this time we have not seen each other etc..

Hope you guys can help!

PS: Style eaither R&B or reggeaton No rock or heavy rap
Lotz of Thanks Yous
♥ (: ♥

HMMM
BEYONCE- smash into you AND BEYONCE-hello
reunited and it feels so good idk who sings that

GOOD LUCK HUN!=)

I am recently married and love my husband. We both came to the marrige with children and are now expecting one of our own. My daughter was six months old and her bio father never wanted anything to do with her. His four year old hardly spent time with him and her mother, she was always at the babysitters or her grandparents’. Her mother wants to get back with my husband and is working this through the child. The four year old has never been taught manners and is mean to my daughter. How can i deal with this situation. I love his daughter and want to see her and her dad together but she doesn’t like me or my daughter. WHAT CAN I DO??

Women like this are horribly selfish. What an awful thing to do to a child. I will repeat a previous answer by saying that it is not the child’s fault. The mother of my bf’s child (they never dated- he was the result of a one night stand) has actually said that she will teach the child to hate us. How appalling and sad! Your husband may need to step up to the plate and listen to your concerns. This is something of which he needs to take control.

I feel so bad. I like him too much but he doesn’t seem to like me more than a friend. I feel like there is no reason to live without him. What to do to relieve the pain?

Stay away from him for a while, until you get over him. Keep yourself busy with work and/or things that you would otherwise enjoy. Make notes to yourself … about the good things in your life … but also notes about why you’re not talking to him anymore. I like to deceive myself, so when I start feeling like I want to talk to him again, I just remind myself that he doesn’t love me. Seriously, I sit down and say to myself, "hey stupid, he doesn’t love you" Funny thing, it hurts every time I say it. But after a while it won’t anymore. Just takes time.

And I have more jems set aside for when those feeling subside, so I don’t forget that he didn’t really like me as a friend either.

Yes. In time, the ice will start to form, and it will numb any pain that you are currently feeling. Trust me. Mine’s like Antarctica.

From "Angels in America", Harper Pitt:

I dreamed we were there. The plane leapt the tropopause, the safe air, and attained the outer rim, the ozone, which was ragged and torn, patches of it threadbare as old cheesecloth, and that was frightening. But I saw something that only I could see, because of my astonishing ability to see such things: Souls were rising, from the earth far below, souls of the dead, of people who had perished, from famine, from war, from the plague, and they floated up, like skydivers in reverse, limbs all akimbo, wheeling and spinning. And the souls of these departed joined hands, clasped ankles, and formed a web, a great net of souls, and the souls were three-atom oxygen molecules, of the stuff of ozone, and the outer rim absorbed them, and was repaired. Nothing’s lost forever. In this world, there’s a kind of painful progress. Longing for what we’ve left behind, and dreaming ahead. At least I think that’s so.