I still have two tough tasks ahead

Jim and others...
I lost my hubby ,13 years ago in April.There was 17 years difference in our ages so I was still fairly young,a horrifying bout with a very aggressive cancer took him in 3 weeks,enough backstory..
For some unknown,bizarre reason,I decided to be "Super widow",he passed on Tuesday,his service was Friday and on Monday I removed all his clothes,donated to a thrift store,donated his glasses to the Lions club through our optometrists office and turned in his guns.
Needless to say,this calm,I can handle this attitude came back to bite me in the arse several years later and I came within weeks of losing my life by self- medicating with alcohol.
When they say there's no playbook,they're not kidding,take all the time you need or no time,if you just can't,so be it.
If like so many of us,you don't relish the idea of cooking for one,found out if you can donate to a homeless shelter,a church,maybe a daycare.
It takes a long time before those tearswill turn to smiles at your thoughts of her,be gentle with yourself.
 

Giantsfan 1954... you sure resonated with me when I lost my father at the age of 24. Took care of the arrangements and my mom was rolled up in a ball in the corner crying her eyes out. Thought I could just "handle it". Six months later, in the middle of a dismally cold Cleveland winter the depression descended on me like a lead balloon. Short story, you don't "handle" grief...you learn to roll with it. Grief is like a wave, it comes in hard
and fast and then recedes to repeat the cycles. Learning to roll with the washes is hard to do but so vitally necessary.

Just keep on keeping on!
 

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