This Tuesday will be the first time in 44 years that I will not be with my husband, Al, on his birthday and this Friday will be the first in that same period of time that I don't share my birthday with the joy of my life. I miss him, but am grateful for all the wonderful experiences we shared.
‘Tis a Fearful Thing
‘Tis a fearful thing
to love what death can touch.
A fearful thing
to love, to hope, to dream, to be –
to be,
And oh, to lose.
A thing for fools, this,
And a holy thing,
a holy thing
to love.
For your life has lived in me,
your laugh once lifted me,
your word was gift to me.
To remember this brings painful joy.
‘Tis a human thing, love,
a holy thing, to love
what death has touched.”
― Yehuda HaLevi
only1sue says
Posted on September 10, 2023 0
I too had 44 years but that ended eleven years ago on the 19th of September. I can say life goes on but it is never the same. What we had as a couple I will never have as a single. I am grateful for what I have and although at first the memories were sad now they are happy as well. It’s strange that now some of my friends never knew him but that’s life I suppose. We move forward even if we do not “move on”.
Rick M says
Posted on July 10, 2023 0
Judy – Thank you for the poem the wonderful poem. It personifies love as a living, breathing thing that is wonderful and never goes away.
My thoughts and heart are with you as this week unfolds. The ‘firsts’ are sometimes the hardest things to experience. Yet, we cherish those very same moments as we remember the love we shared. Be gentle with yourself as the days approach. Do what feels comfortable for you. Always remember that you can reach out here when needed.
Yours in hope.
–Rick