Author: janep38

Happy Mothers Day to all the widows. I received some beautiful flowers from our daughter Ashley. Troy would be so proud of her, she’s so much like him. She’s kind to everyone, and she’s such a hard worker. I know she misses him so much. Thanks for making my day Ashley.

A fellow widower named Thomas recently became a widower for the second time. He wrote the following I’m sure from his heart. “The day I lost you; I lost me. I’ve been trying to find myself again, but it’s hard. It’s hard because you were a huge part of my life. Not having you here is so painful. I’m just not me anymore. One day we will see each other again, but until then, I will have all those beautiful memories of you in my heart and soul.” I so understand what he means, unfortunately. All of us widows do.

On Sunday we met with “our people”. They are people who had to join the club no one wants to. They get it…..they understand. When they say I know how you feel, they do. I had a great conversation with one about family trials. What it feels like to have family turn their back on you. They understand the struggles. It is uplifting to meet with them once a month to share our feelings and even laugh.

We decided to start looking for a house to purchase, we put our mobile home up for sale. It had a nice sized yard. Needless to say, looking for a home was stressful. We found a realtor named Faith Delk that helped us search for what we were looking for. It seemed like we looked everywhere, we finally found a brick home on Desoto Road. The couple who owned it was the same couple who ran the music store called Stonehenge Records on McGalliard Road. They were hippies for sure. They warned us about the son of the couple next door. We eventually saw what they were talking about. So in September 1979 we bought our first home.

Today would have been our 47th wedding anniversary. That day is forever etched in my mind. It was a sunny warm day. The day before I couldn’t quit sneezing, I was getting kind of worried that I would never quit. But I did. I remember our friend filling our car with feather pillows that had been cut open. For quite sometime we had feathers flying out of our car, haha. I was the happiest girl in the world on that day. I’m sorry that 38 years later I had to say goodbye to him. I thought we would be together forever. You should always appreciate those people in your life, love them no matter what cause one day they will be gone. Forget differences, accept them as they are.