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Three years ago today my husband went missing. We had gone to the swimming pool together using our bus passes to get into town. He liked to spend ages in the sauna and often got chatting which was what happened on this day. I said I would set off home and cook and would see him later but he didn’t come. I tried to send him a message heard his phone ping and found it on his favourite armchair, but as phones were not allowed in the pool area I wasn’t too surprised he’d left it at home. I met the last bus but he wasn’t on it. I called the police who came to the house but didn’t know where to search. He found his way home the next day cold and confused after being lost and unable to find his way home. He had gone somewhere on a…

Hello everyone,

I lost Amanda, my soul mate of 30 years and wife of 21 on Jan 02 2023. Happy new year! A phone call from the hospital to tell me she'd had a 2nd catastrophic brain hemorrhage overnight. It took a few more days for her to be clinically dead, she was mostly healthy and not unfit, her body did not want to shut down. But her wonderful, witty, highly educated, funny, clever, talented, humorous mind was gone.

The first hemorrhage was a few days earlier, she just popped up the shops less than a mile away like we each had a thousand times except this time she didn't come home. Ever.

I worked overseas at the time and first knew of it in the early hours of Dec 30th, a phone call from Bristol hospital critical care dept to tell me Amanda was with them and it was…

Hello everyone. I lost my wife of 33 years, Mandie, on 24th October 2023. To be honest, it did not come as a surprise; she was a Type-1 Diabetic and after 47 years, it finally caught up with her. She died, at home, in her sleep. I found her body, the next morning, still tucked in as I'd left her. That morning, our little cul-de-sac was full of vehicles including Police Cars, Paramedic Response vehicles, a 'Private' Ambulance and finally an Ambulance which was stood down on arrival. Obviously, the Coroner was involved and the following month was a blur of activity. The worst part of bereavement is that people , particularly 'friends' don't know how to react, so, afraid of saying 'The 'wrong' thing, say nothing at all. It's funny how people react isn't it? One of the kindest actions was from my neighbours, a young Iraqi family, whom we barely knew, who arranged a…