Hi Marymary,
Thank you for thinking of me. How are you? I often wonder how others who have touched my life are doing.
I encountered an acquaintance the other day while I was out buying coffee from a specialty store she owns. Her husband has been battling cancer for eight long years and is facing brain surgery in a couple of weeks. She asked how I was and wasn’t I lonely and afraid to live in the house by myself with the children moved out years ago, and now my husband gone. I was caught off guard, surprised by her question. I quickly answered in the negative and alluded to the comfort of having a dog.
Reflecting on her question later, I thought here’s someone who will have a very difficult time when her husband passes. Am I in the same position? No, I am not. Dave in retrospect left me a long time ago and for that I grieve. I have been grieving for the loss of someone who was once a friend. With denial and no discussion, I grieve for the lack of closure he was unable to give me. I’m not lonely, I’ve been alone for a long time. He has physically been gone six weeks now and every day I think of him. I think of all the time I sat at his bedside, hoping and praying we could “talk”. I think of everything I did to make him comfortable and everything I did to ease his passing for both him and I.
I’m not lonely, I’m alone and I’m ok with that.
Cherel