I am not sure where to start. I lost both my parents in a span of 30 days. Mom passed on Dec 29,2010 and Dad on Jan 29,2011. Dad was ok, mom was the one who was sick with cancer, terminal. I left my job to take care of her, and to look after my father cause she could'nt. Took a family leave of absence. After a couple of months of total crazyness with the both of them, mom finally said i want to go to the hospital. I sat there and stalled on the ambulance cause i knew that if she went she would never come home again. I was right. I finally said ok, after a hour of just looking at her. At the hospital they wanted to start radiation on her with a 6 month to will live statement. I said no she can come home, with hospice, I will take care of her. I was ready and knew what i was in for with both parents. We were all ready for hospice, papers were signed and I had prepared myself for whatever. Long story short she passed on Dec 29. I was at her bedside when she left, and was ok, cause i had asked God to take her. Until the undertaker walked in and I lossed it. Anyway, i stilled had to take care of dad, and i did. I promised him I would take care of him no matter what. And I started to. 4 days after the funeral of my mother, he falls and breaks his hip. This time i was angry and yelled at him, he would not stay in bed and after a night of running after him he finally fell asleep and so did I. But he got up at some point and fell. Broken Hip. I yelled and back to the hosp we went. Hip operation the whole thing. Into rehab. The last day i saw him we talk and he had a discharge date, i sat told him i would be there for whatever he needed. We would be O.K. Next morning I got a call he had passed. 3 days after that I got a letter for my Job that I had been terminated. And here I am. 6 month point. Its been very hard. I have friends who support me, but how much can u talk about this to them without them saying "oh no, not again". I had a dream at the 3 month point, of my mother standing behind my dad as if to tell me they are ok. Last nite I saw her in my dreams at my door, i called out to her as she moved and came up behind her to hug her and POOF she was gone. There are easy days and some not. Holidays are tough, b'days,so on. But it does get easier. I found myself laughing at some stupid thing she use to say because I said it and realized I sounded just like her. And all the funny things came into my head. So, i smiled alot that evening just thinking. But for anyone who is having a hard time just remember that it passes, it gets easier, find somehow to not be by yourself on holidays. And just breathe. You'll get through it. Someone please write back, i am ok, but i still need support.