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My husband died a year ago. I'm nowhere near being ready to even think about looking for somebody else yet. And I'm not young, either!
The worst part of our spouse dying, I believe, is the loss of our illusions. Never again will I be able to believe that being in love is enough to make it last forever.....
But I know what I would have wanted for my husband, had I died first. I would have wanted him to love again, when he was ready for that. I believe he would want that for me, as well.
Mourning is love with nowhere to go. Someday each of us will love again, and be loved in return.
There comes a time when one starts to look forward more than back. There comes a time when we seize hold of our destiny, and make it our own.
For the young widow, there are good men out there who will make you and your child the center of his world. For the sad husband, there are women who will count their Blessings to have the love of a man who loved a woman before.....
Even I, at my age, believe I have a future, and I'm not going to be alone the rest of my life. I'm not made that way.
Neither are you.
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