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l was 24 my husband was 29 and we had a beautiful daughter who was 18mths old.My husband was getting out of the Navy which he had been in since he was 15years old.While he was away l was looking for our first new home,everything seemed perfect.
John my
hubby retired from the Navy and left ship and returned home in October 1976, and then it hit him THE BILLS, the everyday things l managed while he was away,he started to worry about everything ,were we would send our daughter to school, how we could pay for things, what we should spend on clothes,food everything. I told him we were fairly well off and that many people were not as lucky as we were.He now had a good job outside of Navy and we were glad to have him home all the time.But he changed so much he just worried over anything and everything.
I tried to get him to do things on the house so we could move into before christmas, he would go to house on saturday and not come back till late, but when l went to the house l could not see what he had done.
Well christmas 1976 was coming up and my sister had invited us all to her home. On christmas morning as l packed things up he asked me if it was okay if he didnt come, l was so upset his first christmas home in 6years and he didnt want to be with us.He said he would maybe come up later, so l rang my parents to pick me up on there way(l didnt drive back then) which they did.
We all sat down to late lunch as we waited as long as we could for him. That night my parents drove past our new home and it was in darkness so they droped me at our rented home.l rang my parents to say he wasnt here. It was late and my father said he would come around in the morning.
At 9am someone knocked on the door l thought it was my dad but a tall policeman stood there , my dad was just pulling into drive.
My husband had gassed himself in our new home and a friend from the navy contacted police early in morning when he knocked on door and could smell gas.
My whole world fell apart l went into shock and was put into hospital l was let out for his funeral but was back in that day. l was so scared.
For 8 more days l lay in there to scared to leave as that made it real. In this whole time l did not see my daughter. Then my younger sister brought her against my parents wishes and against the doctors wishes they felt seeing her would make me scared to face things.
I took one look at my baby daughter and sat up and said i have to leave here now. It took some time because everyone felt l should not see her and that she would upset me.
I went to my parents house and was told when she asked for me she was told l had gone oner the hill to see daddy, and that daddy went over the hill and never come back. l could not believe it.l sat her down and told her daddy was in heaven and that mummy was so sad she got sick and had to stay with the doctors until she got better.When she asked if daddy was coming soon l told her no he lives up in the sky nowwith the angels.
Everyone around me thought it wrong that l told her l know they all helped me so much but on this they were WRONG. as she grow and asked more questions, l told her he got sick and died, when she was 16 she asked how and what did he have. I sat her down and told her.
My daughter is now 33 and thanks me every christmas day for being so truthfull to her .l remarried when she was 11 and have a 19 year old son. Always be truthfull to your children , l am sure if l kept to the story of going over the hill., we would have had mant problems with every hill in her life.
(January 2007) (
Lexi xxx
