Tuesday, June 25, 2013
L.L. Lee Novels: Eternal Love
L.L. Lee Novels: Eternal Love: On what would have been my 49th wedding anniversary recently, I came across an old journal I'd written 10 years ago when my husband was ...
Eternal Love
On what would have been my 49th wedding anniversary recently, I came across an old journal I'd written 10 years ago when my husband was hospitalized prior to his passing. In the journal I describe our last journey together on this earth.
I wrote about a day he gave me the most precious gift. He had been moved from CCU to a room and our children had returned home after believing he had begun his recovery. It was in the evening and I remember being so tired and sad and feeling very defeated despite the fact he seemed to be doing better.
I was seated by his bed and had my right hand on his chest with my head lowered and my eyes closed. Suddenly I felt his hand cover mine. I wore a ring we had purchased with inheritance money from three aunts. The ring is a lovely antique one that I wear to this day.
He turned to look at me and just as I raised my head, he twirled the ring on my finger and smiled. He could only talk in a whisper at this time, but I knew what he was saying. I felt an overwhelming love at that moment.
As the ring went round and round on my finger, I understood the message he was giving me, I started crying. Eternal love. Love like ours never dies. Sometimes and it may be my imagination, but sometimes today, ten years later, I see that ring moving around my finger. I feel it going on and on in this circle of love that lasts forever.
I wrote about a day he gave me the most precious gift. He had been moved from CCU to a room and our children had returned home after believing he had begun his recovery. It was in the evening and I remember being so tired and sad and feeling very defeated despite the fact he seemed to be doing better.
I was seated by his bed and had my right hand on his chest with my head lowered and my eyes closed. Suddenly I felt his hand cover mine. I wore a ring we had purchased with inheritance money from three aunts. The ring is a lovely antique one that I wear to this day.
He turned to look at me and just as I raised my head, he twirled the ring on my finger and smiled. He could only talk in a whisper at this time, but I knew what he was saying. I felt an overwhelming love at that moment.
As the ring went round and round on my finger, I understood the message he was giving me, I started crying. Eternal love. Love like ours never dies. Sometimes and it may be my imagination, but sometimes today, ten years later, I see that ring moving around my finger. I feel it going on and on in this circle of love that lasts forever.
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
L.L. Lee Novels: YOU NEVER REALLY STOP GRIEVING
L.L. Lee Novels: YOU NEVER REALLY STOP GRIEVING: I had lunch with two relatives recently . Both had lost their husbands six months earlier. One of the women had expected the death of her hu...
YOU NEVER REALLY STOP GRIEVING
I had lunch with two relatives recently . Both had lost their husbands six months earlier. One of the women had expected the death of her husband of almost fifty years, the other had not.
I watched as they dealt in entirely different ways with their losses. None of us who have lost a loved one grieves in the same way, and I don't think the grieving process ever ends.
Another friend lost her spouse almost fifteen years ago. The pain, the emptiness has never gone away. She still thinks about him daily.
And I still dream about my husband almost weekly after 10 years.
So, how do we get over our losses? We don't. And that's okay. We need to remember that if someone has been a part of our lives, we don't just forget. Divorce is as hard as death, I am told. When you lose someone who had been a part of you, even filling that void with someone or something else will not make you entirely complete again. One of my books, written after my husband died addresses in fictional form how I coped with his death.
A Bench on the Beach is available only in e book form and you can get it on Kindle. It deals with this issue of widowhood.
amazon.com/author/lllee
I watched as they dealt in entirely different ways with their losses. None of us who have lost a loved one grieves in the same way, and I don't think the grieving process ever ends.
Another friend lost her spouse almost fifteen years ago. The pain, the emptiness has never gone away. She still thinks about him daily.
And I still dream about my husband almost weekly after 10 years.
So, how do we get over our losses? We don't. And that's okay. We need to remember that if someone has been a part of our lives, we don't just forget. Divorce is as hard as death, I am told. When you lose someone who had been a part of you, even filling that void with someone or something else will not make you entirely complete again. One of my books, written after my husband died addresses in fictional form how I coped with his death.
A Bench on the Beach is available only in e book form and you can get it on Kindle. It deals with this issue of widowhood.
amazon.com/author/lllee
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