I still don't know how I got here. The time just flew by when my husband died. I have lived a life of in between for more than a decade. I tried to fill up the loss, my Mom came to live with me as she got sick. My son' s fiance and her son came to live with me. They all kept me busy, there was no time to grieve, fall apart.
Now they are gone, my Mom has passed, the kids were able to save and buy their own home. Now, I am here alone. I finally get it, my Mom was alone for so long once her daughters left home. Neither I or my sister ever got it, how hard it is to live alone, how scary it can be. How she struggled every day to keep going. Now I understand how happy she was to buy a home the next street over from me. She knew if she needed me, I was 2 minutes away.
She got to build a wonderful relationship with my son. The elementary school is at the end of our streets. She only had to walk across the street to bring him home when I was still working. They would have many great adventures, going to the park, cruising garage sales, playing with the neighbor kids. I also had the joy of going to get my grandson when he got out of school. The look of love and joy in a little face can not be forgotten. I was lucky enough to have that same gift for a couple of years, walking to school in the morning or picking him up depending on his parents schedule. Such a wonderful gift, such loved memories.
Now I realize how hard it is to be alone, no children to get from school, no long walks with Mom through the neighborhood. No reason to worry about dinner. No one to keep you going, now grounding point in your life. Day after day, so many of us have been left alone, not by choice but by fate. We do the best we can do but we are lost at sea, floating in a sea of sorrow, loneliness and anxiety. That was not the plan but is the truth of it. Still we continue to do our best, accept the cold hard truth. No, this is not what I pictured for my retirement but know there are many others in the same situation.