I Miss My Husband
I wrote this story in 2011 and since then I re-read it on and on.
In same time I miss my husband I am thankful for the chance we had one day to meet each other and for those years we enjoyed our life together opposed to people who keep longing for such an experience and it never happens.
Nowadays I am a different person. The transformation I went through did not come as easy as it may sound though. It was rather the result of hard lessons I have learned during these past four years, it was the result of having had my heart broken into many pieces. Four months after loosing my husband, I lost a grandson and then my son - in eight months I lost three loved ones.
I realized we have to go through grief, yes, we have to cry all the tears and suffer all the pain, until the day we decide to pick up the lugagge and to get back to the road again. The pain never more goes away, the pain is always there - the difference is the way we cope with.
I did not made all this progress by myself though. I was looking for answers about this subject: ' in between heaven and earth...' and I found exactly what I had been looking for.
When it happened I had a Wow moment - a new star, I mean, a new person was born then...
Nowadays I am completely different comparing to the way I used to be before - I have changed for the better.
Instead of despair I am thankful because one day those loved ones came to my life, because one day I had the privilege to know them.
Eventually we may help someone when we tell our experience and this is the reason I am here writing this particular story, much more than for any other reason.
In same time I miss my husband I am thankful for the chance we had one day to meet each other and for those years we enjoyed our life together opposed to people who keep longing for such an experience and it never happens.
Nowadays I am a different person. The transformation I went through did not come as easy as it may sound though. It was rather the result of hard lessons I have learned during these past four years, it was the result of having had my heart broken into many pieces. Four months after loosing my husband, I lost a grandson and then my son - in eight months I lost three loved ones.
I realized we have to go through grief, yes, we have to cry all the tears and suffer all the pain, until the day we decide to pick up the lugagge and to get back to the road again. The pain never more goes away, the pain is always there - the difference is the way we cope with.
I did not made all this progress by myself though. I was looking for answers about this subject: ' in between heaven and earth...' and I found exactly what I had been looking for.
When it happened I had a Wow moment - a new star, I mean, a new person was born then...
Nowadays I am completely different comparing to the way I used to be before - I have changed for the better.
Instead of despair I am thankful because one day those loved ones came to my life, because one day I had the privilege to know them.
Eventually we may help someone when we tell our experience and this is the reason I am here writing this particular story, much more than for any other reason.
By:
spiins
Age:
56-60
,
Female
