Going Home To Writing and Church

As some people are aware of last April I lost my wife of 28 years. To say it has been a roller coaster ride would be an understatement. After going through this process, I have come to 3 realizations.

  1. It’s time for me to return to my church. If all goes well that will happen in a couple of days.
  2. I have a right to be happy again.
  3. Writing is my true passion in life.

Over a year ago I met this woman and we talked, but let me make this perfectly clear, she was at no time disrespectful to my marriage. If we were 5 ft apart, that was too close in her eyes. I saw her again a few weeks ago, and we just started talking. ( She is the shyest person I have ever met) Now we communicate almost daily but its nice an easy. She is a talented artist, and we have talked about how we can grow her business.

I know I have rambled on some here but although I am really tired all the time.( I see Doctor this week about that) I am at peace on many levels for the first time in decades.

However, I am going to update the blog so don’t be surprised if you see changes soon.

One Year Ago Today It Was Time To Bring Her Home

On this day one year ago I made the tough and right decision to bring the love of my life home so she could die in our home. That day lasted longer than we thought as she lasted until April 3rd. As painful as the decision was to bring her home I will always believe it was the right decision at the time. I have some tough days ahead and the biggest concern is getting me through Christmas Eve. No matter what I do I will come back to our empty 3 bedroom home and our cat. There is simply no way around it. I do get tired of people reminding me that this is a year of first for me. I was aware of that the day I lost her. My neighbor said today that on Christmas Day I will be doing something with him and his wife. One of the things that her and I didn’t really anticpate was some linger health issues that I really can’t get a handle on.

However, her biggest fear has come true and that fear was that I would be so physically alone. The thing is there are millions of men in my situation who lose their life long partner and wake up one day and realize they are all alone. It something we learn to accept whether we like it or not.

A Old Man And His Secret

There was an old man who was facing the greatest challenge of his life. A few months earlier he had lost the love of his life. While in a medical facility one day he got speaking to a charming and delightful younger woman. (Then again at his age most women are younger) The more she told her life story and how she had “bet” on herself the more he became engulfed in her story. When they were done speaking they both seemed to realized that something much more important had taken place than what was originally intended.

She really is a special woman and probably she has different thoughts about what happened that day.

All the old man knows is that this special lady has changed his life forever and it is a secret that he can’t share with her because doing so might offend her and for him that can never be an option.