How should I deal with this grief?

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I’m currently struggling with grief about the deaths of my two siblings. I don’t want to go into great detail about it on here, but just the relevant details: they died before birth, at a very early stage, so I don’t even know whether they were male or female, or have names for them etc. (I’ve a very strong feeling that one of them was male, and suspect the other was female, but I obviously have no way to prove this as being true or just my imagination).

Anyway, I didn’t find out about this till just a few years ago. Now, I’m not sure how to cope. I cry a lot about it (although I’m naturally sensitive anyway), and I miss them. I know how weird that sounds, to miss them when I never met them, but I do.

Sometimes I feel really torn. I don’t like feeling so sad, but whenever I think, “I have to find a way to stop feeling like this,” I suddenly feel guilty, as if I’ve got to feel sad. And I’ve got this idea into my head that I’ve got a responsibility to mourn them, since I feel like no one else is doing it (my parents don’t talk about them, and the rest of the world doesn’t know they existed at all). My biggest fear is forgetting about them. I’d be failing as a sister.

I’ve spoken to priests about this, and I’m hopefully going to speak to a counsellor about the situation soon. But I’m hoping someone here could give me some advice if possible?

A side question: I’m still not really sure how to answer the question, “Do you have any brothers or sisters?” It’s one of the first questions people ask when they meet you, and it sounds like such an innocent question - I was at an event where the organiser used it as an ice-breaker, and I had to answer it to someone I’d literally never spoken to before. If I say, “I’ve got two siblings, but they died before birth,” that just feels way too much, and it makes the other person feel really awkward. But if I say, “I’m an only child,” I feel like I’m letting my siblings down, and I feel awful. I’d love some way that’s honest, but doesn’t make the other person feel bad.
 
Hi Sugarmoose,

Im so very sorry for your loss. It has to be hard for you to deal with.

First, Forgive yourself for wanting to stop grieving. Grief is a hard emotion to let go of. When there is an opportunity to let go of it take it immediately. That desire might be placed there by the grace of God. So, I wouldn’t fight it. Let the grace of God work in your life. You can also honor your “brother and sister’s” life by being joyful, not just by being sad. So do something you really enjoy that you might’ve wanted to share with them.

Besides Im sure the Blessed Mother has got them now and they couldn’t be in a better place. Now it’s time to get you to a good place. Dare I say that’s what they’d want most for their big brother/sister.

Be well.
 
I’m currently struggling with grief about the deaths of my two siblings. I don’t want to go into great detail about it on here, but just the relevant details: they died before birth, at a very early stage, so I don’t even know whether they were male or female, or have names for them etc. (I’ve a very strong feeling that one of them was male, and suspect the other was female, but I obviously have no way to prove this as being true or just my imagination).

Anyway, I didn’t find out about this till just a few years ago. Now, I’m not sure how to cope. I cry a lot about it (although I’m naturally sensitive anyway), and I miss them. I know how weird that sounds, to miss them when I never met them, but I do.

Sometimes I feel really torn. I don’t like feeling so sad, but whenever I think, “I have to find a way to stop feeling like this,” I suddenly feel guilty, as if I’ve got to feel sad. And I’ve got this idea into my head that I’ve got a responsibility to mourn them, since I feel like no one else is doing it (my parents don’t talk about them, and the rest of the world doesn’t know they existed at all). My biggest fear is forgetting about them. I’d be failing as a sister.

I’ve spoken to priests about this, and I’m hopefully going to speak to a counsellor about the situation soon. But I’m hoping someone here could give me some advice if possible?

A side question: I’m still not really sure how to answer the question, “Do you have any brothers or sisters?” It’s one of the first questions people ask when they meet you, and it sounds like such an innocent question - I was at an event where the organiser used it as an ice-breaker, and I had to answer it to someone I’d literally never spoken to before. If I say, “I’ve got two siblings, but they died before birth,” that just feels way too much, and it makes the other person feel really awkward. But if I say, “I’m an only child,” I feel like I’m letting my siblings down, and I feel awful. I’d love some way that’s honest, but doesn’t make the other person feel bad.
I bet you really do miss them in your life! I’m an only child and I remember wishing, thinking that I even knew if I had a deceased sibling it would be better than having none at all. 😦 There are ministries to the mothers of miscarried children, but I don’t know if they help siblings out - might not hurt to contact the ministries to mothers, it might be a starting point anyway. You might find just the right person who “gets it.”

As far as what to say to other people, I have a possible idea. I know an elderly woman who miscarried a baby and has outlived another child. But she always says the total number - “I have X kids, Y in Heaven.” So you could say you have two siblings in Heaven. ❤️ ❤️
 
As far as what to say to other people, I have a possible idea. I know an elderly woman who miscarried a baby and has outlived another child. But she always says the total number - “I have X kids, Y in Heaven.” So you could say you have two siblings in Heaven. ❤️ ❤️
That’s a nice way to express it. 🙂

I have been told that my mother miscarried a few times between my birth & my sister’s. I admit that it has never occurred to me to mourn these unborn siblings. 😊
 
I have seven brothers and sisters. You can have mine. Take em please. 😃

If I don’t laugh I have to cry. Every once in a while, try the laugh.
 
I have eight living children, but I did have one miscarriage, and so I had nine.

I didn’t know how to think about this until hearing that I could name my child (didn’t know if it was male or female), and so I picked a male name and a female name and commended the child to the Lord. It is a way of acknowledging the child and trusting the Lord.

My husband and I had dinner with a married couple at their home, and after grace was said, the young woman commended her recently miscarried twins to the Lord and gave them names. They were a boy and a girl, she had known their genders. It was beautiful to hear and gave much comfort.
 
I’m currently struggling with grief about the deaths of my two siblings…and I miss them. I know how weird that sounds, to miss them when I never met them, but I do…Sometimes I feel really torn. My biggest fear is forgetting about them. I’d be failing as a sister.
It is not weird, my dear. I never met my child and he is still my son. I miss him, too, of course.
…As far as what to say to other people, I have a possible idea. I know an elderly woman who miscarried a baby and has outlived another child. But she always says the total number - “I have X kids, Y in Heaven.” So you could say you have two siblings in Heaven. ❤️ ❤️
A very good way to do this. As you work through this, you will find your way to respond. Be open.
…If I don’t laugh I have to cry. Every once in a while, try the laugh.
It is so exceedingly difficult to do. Yet this is true. I never really liked the expression “You need to feel what you feel.” Then it became a necessary thing to do. And so I’d cry. Then very pointedly look for the laugh. And take a breath. It took a while, but the smile came back amidst the tears. Which will never go away. And then you remember the tears and smile back at them. Just as He does now, with my child, and your siblings.

God Bless

Romans 15:13:
I pray that the God who gives hope will fill you with much joy and peace while you trust in him. Then your hope will overflow by the power of the Holy Spirit.
 
When we mourn, often we mourn for both the deceased and ourselves.

For example, A person may mourn for their sister who died and will never see her children grow up. And they may also mourn for themselves that they lost their sister who was their best friend, confidant etc.

Both types of mourning are normal and right, but when we get hung up on grief, sometimes it helps to tease apart what we are mourning. Sometimes praying and feeling our way through the individual aspects of mourning help us heal.
 
Sugarmouse,

I was so amazed when I read this, because I think you are the first person I have encountered that shares my situation.

My entire life I was told how much it meant that I was the first born, and only when I was older did I understand why my dad said that.

I always did not want to be the oldest and always wanted an older brother badly and felt like I was supposed to have one.

When my sister was born adults thought I was jealous of her because I kept talking about this baby boy who “didn’t have a name.” But I was talking about someone else.

So I also found out the truth a few years ago about the pregnancy loss before I was conceived. I don’t think people give this kind of mourning enough respect…one girl (not a Christian) found a website for people talking about this and laughed at them…

But I know Catholics here can sympathize. Some things I did included writing his name on a mass offering for All Soul’s Day, and deciding on a name because I don’t think he was given a name, and actually ask for his intercession since he died in innocence so I believe he can help me. My priest approved.

By the way I don’t know if the baby was a boy or girl but I always had a very strong feeling of a brother and I think its okay to relate that way, even if I won’t find out the truth until heaven.

I think it really helped me to remember that he is with me as a friend. I could be mistaken but I think St. Therese had siblings who passed away when young and prayed to them.

One time I went out with someone and told him my older brother died. That was the only time I really brought it up like that. I feel just as weird as you do when people ask if I am the oldest. Well no…I want to say…and I wish I had had this older sibling in my life this whole time…but yes I am the first born…I never felt like the oldest though.

I tried telling some people how I was dealing with it at the time; two were supportive but another was confused I think although she tried to help. I ended up telling my dad at lunch one day about this devotion and feeling like he had been with me much of my life and he was glad and not surprised.

Sorry for your loss and you can PM me if you need to talk.
 
It is so exceedingly difficult to do. Yet this is true. I never really liked the expression “You need to feel what you feel.” Then it became a necessary thing to do. And so I’d cry. Then very pointedly look for the laugh. And take a breath. It took a while, but the smile came back amidst the tears. Which will never go away. And then you remember the tears and smile back at them. Just as He does now, with my child, and your siblings.

Romans 15:13:
I pray that the God who gives hope will fill you with much joy and peace while you trust in him. Then your hope will overflow by the power of the Holy Spirit.
"Laughter through tears is my favorite emotion!’’ Truvy from *Steel Magnolias *

Ok, it’s not St. Paul but it’s still true.:newidea:
 
I like the idea of having a Mass said in their memory. 👍 Another thing you might do is a simple commemoration ritual of your choosing. If you know their approximate dates of death - or what would’ve been their due dates, you could do this on those dates. If not, just pick a date such as All Souls Day. You could buy a couple of roses or light two candles or something like that. You could also find a piece of jewelry to wear that symbolizes them to you - two little angel charms or something.

Another way of remembering would be to make a donation in their memory to a pro-life group.
 
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