Things I have thought, learned, or observed since becoming a widow, in no particular order:
It is not unusual to question my sanity and wake up some days and wonder if “that life” really happened.
It is difficult to forget “the end”.
Day-dreaming big dreams can be okay even if they never come to fruition.
I have observed that I love solitude even if it’s not very healthy.
I have become severely arachnophobic (fear of spiders).
I have accepted that no matter how much I care for some people, that their perceived memories cannot be changed.
I have removed people from my life without regret.
I have learned to walk away from people who have hidden agendas.
I have learned that first impressions are generally accurate impressions in the long-term.
I have recognized my own strength as being a good mom, evidenced in how my children behave and treat others.
I have observed that my intentions are always better in the moment – putting them into action is difficult.
I dream about sitting at the beach watching sunsets and sunrises, constantly.
I have learned, recognized and accepted that my basic need to keep moving forward is laughter.
It is ridiculous how difficult it is to make and keep a commitment when you question yourself constantly.
I can have a love/hate relationship with myself from hour to hour when good thoughts flow and dark thoughts creep in.
Memories rush in at inopportune times.
I see things and people differently than when I lived “that life”.
It’s easy to give in to an “I don’t care” attitude.
I believe I have peniaphobia (the fear of being poor).
It’s difficult to go through medical issues without someone holding your hand.
It is sad to realize that some decisions must be made because you no longer live “that life”.
It’s easy to get upset at people who complain about little things.
Sometimes I fall back on what I knew prior to “that life” – good or bad.
It’s all but impossible to imagine my future life because I live day by day.
I have found hope and laughter in places where I never thought I would find them.
I have a greater appreciation for old age and the privilege of getting there.
I still believe I had the best marriage a person could ask for and that love never dies.