Bravely Facing the Unknowable Future

Bravely Facing the Unknowable Future

My Wfe's Love Makes It Possible for Me to Live Fully

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Bravely Facing the Unknowable Future

Nicky and Wes

Although the distance from my car to my wife’s grave is short, the heat and humidity drain my energy, making me sweat like sitting in a sauna. While in her memorial garden, I feel her presence, as her love is free and tranquilizes the air. However, it is only at Beth Israel Cemetery that we can communicate.

Forty-eight years ago, we exchanged handwritten vows on the rabbi’s terrace overlooking Central Park. Today, there are no vows to make, but updates on how I am doing 27 months after the funeral.

I placed eight small stones on her monument and laid flowers at her gravesite. Glancing around to ensure we were alone, I chuckled. Wasn’t a cemetery where people went to speak to the departed? My love,” I began, as always. But the words stuck in my throat, so I sipped water from my flask to get the words flowing.

I remind my wife that I struggled to function normally after her funeral. Last year, things improved when your memorial garden was dedicated, and I made new friends. Although I appeared fine on my daily walks, each step felt shaky, like standing on eggshells.

I sip cold water before speaking, “Today, I tell you I have turned a corner. I was optimistic, but now I have found a way to live fully. I have more friends, walk further, read more, help others, and laugh more than I weep. I am doing OK!”

I pace in a circle, attempting to gather my thoughts like pollen floating in the air. My dear, although love is a timeless emotion, I have realized that dwelling on the past will not help me move forward and lead a satisfying life. I have replaced the images from your photograph with those of our two grandchildren on my devices. Yes, Wes is our new grandchild. His smile is as magnetic as yours!” I pause and take a deep breath. It was difficult to change the images. I kept feeling like I was discarding you. Change has never been easy for me, and I wept each time I swapped the photos. But please understand, my dear, this shift signifies I am facing forward. I can only do this because of your love. Without it, I could not step into the unknowable future.”

After bidding farewell to my loved one, I wiped my face with my handkerchief, soaked in tears and sweat. As I approached my car, I finally turned around to express my love. When I sat in the driver’s seat, I noticed that my iPhone and Apple Watch displayed my wife’s photo instead of my grandchildren’s. Although I had changed the images before, I only briefly dwelled on the change.

However, I realized I was prepared, enthusiastic, and capable of facing any obstacle. As the engine roared, I ventured out of the cemetery into a future that intimidated and exhilarated me. Upon arriving home, I noticed that my iPhone and Apple Watch now displayed my grandchildren’s photos. It felt like a sign from my wife’s spirit, sending me a message to embrace the future.


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Love Guides Me Into the Future

The ink-dark portions of the pond were impenetrable and reflected nothing of my world. I feared that if I stepped into that portion, I would disappear. However, the transparent part of the pond reminded me that the water was so shallow it would only reach my mid-calf. Despite being wet, I could walk forward unimpeded and knew I could not drown.

The sound of the frogs wakes me from my rest. The sun's warmth invites me to venture forth, and I stroll past the pond to the path around the sports field. As a widow, the darkest fears of my life recede as I proceed toward the park's comfort facilities. I will always confidently move forward, trusting in love to guide me. I aim to share my passion, embrace life's challenges and joys, and live fully.

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  1. Hello Richard:

    What a nice feeling! I am so glad you have turned the corner. Jan is always looking at you, and the only thing she might want is to see you happy!! I am pleased you have found more friends, doing more things, and enjoying your family!! Love is all around you…Just seeing you makes me happy!!

    • Dear Hugo,

      Despite my wife’s passing, we all must continue living and loving. In “Our Last Conversation,” Jan asked me to promise one thing – that I would remarry if she were to pass away. While unsure if I will ever do so, I have come to accept that love never truly dies, and it is possible to find love again after loss.

      Lauren Groff wrote in “The Vaster Wilds: A Novel” that “To be alone and surviving is not the same as being alive.” This quote resonates with me, and I have chosen to live my life to the fullest and honor Jan’s memory by continuing to share and experience love every day.

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Breathe

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by Joyce Carol Oates

Celebrate JanReading Breathe by Joyce Carol Oates was a book I knew I needed to read once Jan was diagnosed. Although the book might trigger negative memories, I finally read Breathe. It was what I needed to read at this point in my journey.

Ms. Oates wrote the book in 2019 after her husband, Charlie Gross, died. The novel is a story of love, loss, and loneliness, topics that I write about on this blog. I needed to read the book both for my mental health and for the readers of Sharing Jan’s Love.

The protagonist, Michaela, loses her husband while they are on a sabbatical in New Mexico. Her husband, Gerard, writes a book and teaches a class on memories. Jan and I never considered relocating before her illness, but this book convinced me that it would have aggravated my grief journey.

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Still waiting.

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Just not yet.

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The opening paragraphs set the tone.

A Hand is gripping yours. Warm, dry hand gripping your slippery, humid hand.

Whoever it is urging you – Breathe!

Leaning over you begging you – Breathe!

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Among them is grief-vise, which I have written about in this stream.

In the grip of the grief vise, all that you will do, all that you even imagine doing, will require many times more effort.. Hardly daring to breathe for the grief-vise will tighten around your chest, squeezing the very air out of your lungs.

In the early stages of grief, the vise was strangling me. Breathing was impossible, and weeping was constant at times.

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Her struggles with a grief counselor and overly helpful friends are an experience I have not had but are familiar to those suffering from losing a loved one.

The last chapters are ones in which time becomes confusing and chaotic. At times, I was uncertain about which were real or imagined. The end, like all good novels, was ambiguous.

These are some of the other phrases I have found useful and will include in posts.

  • If there is no one to love, do we merit existence?
  • Never come to the end of kissing.
  • The first principle of life is; Breathe.
  • Shy in the language of intimacy.
  • As if a life lived with strangers could compensate for the emptiness in your heart.
  • No purpose in your life. No compass.

What you love most, that you will lose. The price of your love is your loss.

I recommend this book to all readers, even those struggling with grief.

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Summer: A Novel

by Ali Smith

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In the present, Sacha knows the world’s in trouble. Her brother Robert just is trouble. Their mother and father are having trouble. Meanwhile the world’s in meltdown – and the real meltdown hasn’t even started yet.

In the past, a lovely summer. A different brother and sister know they’re living on borrowed time.

This is a story about people on the brink of change.

They’re family, but they think they’re strangers.

So: where does family begin? And what do people who think they’ve got nothing in common have in common?

Summer.

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Sacha’s focus on the environmental degradation augmented by the COVID pandemic provided an emotional undertow in the book.

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The Fire and the Ore

by Olivia Hawker

The Fire and the Ore by Olivia Hawker is a novel set in 1856 when three women—once strangers—come together in unpredictable Utah Territory. Hopeful, desperate, and willful, they’ll allow nothing on earth or Heaven to stand in their way. I have always enjoyed the history of the movement of people across the plains. Tamar, Jane, and Tabitha, along with their shared husband, Thomas Ricks, were real people, and Olivia Hawker compellingly describes them as people living in difficult times.

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Reading a compelling historical fiction novel about family, sisterhood, and survival about three women like Jan was an easy choice. It was a page-turner from the first page to the last.

The Washington Post bestselling author of One for the Blackbird, One for the Crow is a compelling novel of family, sisterhood, and survival.

The Goodreads summary provides a good overview,

Following the call of their newfound Mormon faith, Tamar Loader and her family weather a brutal pilgrimage from England to Utah, where Tamar is united with her destined husband, Thomas Ricks. Clinging to a promise for the future, she abides a surprise: Thomas is already wedded to one woman—Tabitha, a local healer—and betrothed to another.

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Evergreen by Kirsten Robinson

by Kirsten Robinson

Evergreen by Kirsten Robinson is a tribute to the enduring resilience of human nature as we cycle through times of light and darkness, much like nature itself. In her debut book, Kirsten Robinson (@NakedWriting) lays her heart bare in a raw, relatable, and inspirational way to describe the journey of growth born out of finding beauty in breakage and love after loss.

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the gifts you carry
people who lift you up
your big, big love
faith and trust that your life
is unfolding as it should

Give thanks for all
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trials tribulations tears
tests of self strength fears
all of the unknowns and days
that broke you

Without the darkness
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fear
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rejection
terror
loss
death
in the eye
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not today”

Bravery
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after you’ve been brought down
to your knees


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by Joanne B. Freeman

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by Charlotte McConaghy

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Wild Dark Shore is a novel of breathtaking twists, dizzying beauty, and ferocious love about the impossible choices we make to protect the people we love, even as the world disappears.


Charlotte McConaghy is a New York Times bestselling author of the novels Wild Dark Shore, Once There Were Wolves, and Migrations, which have been translated into over twenty languages. She is currently based in Sydney, Australia.



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