You never contemplate life from the position of a widow or a widower. It isn't something you consider in your day to day life. That is, until the person you love takes their last shuddering breath and you can almost feel the angel coming to take the soul of your loved one.
The death of a spouse, like the death of a child is a wrenching soul destroying experience. And it leaves you numb and shattered for a long while after. My wife as she suffered through the last months of her life talked to me insistently about finding love again, about marrying again. "You are not the type of person to sit alone for the rest of your life." she would tell me. Or, "Who will look after you when you are old? You should find someone to spend your life with."
For a couple of years after she died the thought of meeting someone of opening my battered heart again was anathema to me. But in the end it was my love of travel that opened my heart and soul and brought me back to love. I love to travel and thus set out to see some of the world. Little did I realize that once I started this journey it would lead me to a new life and new happiness.
It has been 4 years since my wife died. I never forget her and I am always thankful to have known her, had a son with her....learned valuable lessons from her. I have been married 2 years now and there isn't a day when I am not thankful for the new love I have in my life. It is the old love, but with wisdom and heartache that has tempered it and grown it into a strong and powerful tree.
In November we had our first child together. It is strange to be starting a new family amidst the ashes of an older one. But my life and the mixed family I have is truly like the phoenix, a terrible thing happened - but a new more robust and beautiful family was born out of that fire and adversity. I will raise her to be a strong and powerful woman in a world where these things are sometimes not appreciated. I will tell her stories of that first family so that she appreciates them, and her big brother will look after her and talk to her about the mother he had that she will never know.
I am writing this article and the new ones to follow to talk about many subjects. But one overarching theme will be about renewal and navigating a world filled with triumph and joy, but also unbelievable heartache and desolation. I hope you will journey with me.
The death of a spouse, like the death of a child is a wrenching soul destroying experience. And it leaves you numb and shattered for a long while after. My wife as she suffered through the last months of her life talked to me insistently about finding love again, about marrying again. "You are not the type of person to sit alone for the rest of your life." she would tell me. Or, "Who will look after you when you are old? You should find someone to spend your life with."
For a couple of years after she died the thought of meeting someone of opening my battered heart again was anathema to me. But in the end it was my love of travel that opened my heart and soul and brought me back to love. I love to travel and thus set out to see some of the world. Little did I realize that once I started this journey it would lead me to a new life and new happiness.
It has been 4 years since my wife died. I never forget her and I am always thankful to have known her, had a son with her....learned valuable lessons from her. I have been married 2 years now and there isn't a day when I am not thankful for the new love I have in my life. It is the old love, but with wisdom and heartache that has tempered it and grown it into a strong and powerful tree.
In November we had our first child together. It is strange to be starting a new family amidst the ashes of an older one. But my life and the mixed family I have is truly like the phoenix, a terrible thing happened - but a new more robust and beautiful family was born out of that fire and adversity. I will raise her to be a strong and powerful woman in a world where these things are sometimes not appreciated. I will tell her stories of that first family so that she appreciates them, and her big brother will look after her and talk to her about the mother he had that she will never know.
I am writing this article and the new ones to follow to talk about many subjects. But one overarching theme will be about renewal and navigating a world filled with triumph and joy, but also unbelievable heartache and desolation. I hope you will journey with me.
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