Oh my dear Nancy. Your tragedies are far worse than mine. I nearly fell over when I read about your sister taking her own life. Other people have told me stories about family members taking their own life. This will be the first time that I have ever seen a counselor. I should have seen one when my husband passed away 8 years ago. He was such a great person and was very healthy (we thought) until 3 days before he died. He had a massive heart attack and they could not save him. Shortly before we passed, he smiled at me and told me to give him all of my kisses. I said, "absolutely." His eyes were so blue and beautiful. Then he told me to go home. I told him I was staying with him because the computers indicated that he was improving. He closed his eyes and died. I remember the doctor removing his wedding ring and that is all that I remember.