SUPPORT

One of the saddest things about losing a spouse is the constant floating. Your heart longs for a place to call “home,” yet there is none to be found. Wishing you could reach out to someone of the same level of sincerity as the one you shared with your spouse but there is no such person.

Not that we’re ungrateful. Yes, there are lots of people offering support; but we miss that special support. One in which we didn’t have to say much to be understood. One connected like Siamese twins. Because this is what we knew. This is what our world was made of and it was our comfort. Like the saying ‘there’s no place like home,’ this was the perfect home for our hearts. This was our familiar and then comes the hard part of learning life all over again, without the support we have trusted for years. Hesitation is met by ‘sink or swim’, without reassurance from the support.  One may be quick to say “…but it’s been long now…” there’s never long. I always say, one should try to imagine waking up with only half of their body, mind, strength etc. and still be required to fulfill life’s obligations. That is life for a widow/er.