Well, he met my mom.
And I think he passed.
We all had lunch on Sunday. His two kids, my two (at home) kids, and Mom and D.
It was a nice day.
This experience is so strange.
How can you care about one man while loving another?
I think it's very much like when you're pregnant with your second (or third, fourth or fifth) child. You wonder if you will love the next child as much as you love the one(s) already there. It seems impossible. You doubt that it will happen.
Yet as soon as that next child is born .... your heart grows. And it grows with every child that comes into your life.
It's nothing short of a miracle.
I still love Jim.
I still grieve for him.
I suppose I will always love and grieve for him.
My heart will always be scarred.
I will always miss him.
But my heart will also keep growing.
Or at least I hope it will.
Happy Tuesday, Peeps.
9 comments:
I am happy that YOU are happy and are moving forward. And I certainly understand about NOT sharing all your personal feelings in your blog, because I similarly withdrew my "sharing" comments from my blog when my relationship with my guy began to get closer. There are just some things that you do NOT want to tell the world, I guess -- no matter how much you might want to SHOUT about it! I know that Jim will always be in your heart, and I am sure that he would be happy for you. {{Hugs}} from Florida.
I am so very happy for you dear. I have been following your blog for SOOOOO long. Back when I had like 4O followers and now here I am at almost 8OO and still loving the first blogs that I feel in love with when I restarted my blog. I wish you all the best. You deserve this ever so much.
I know our hearts are big enough to love more than one person, like you said, our kids are perfect examples. What I don't know is how to get past the feeling of betrayal. Although, I am not in another relationship, just having the thought of having one makes me feel like I am betraying My Johnny. I do know that he would want me to be happy, but getting past that if the chance ever arises, will be a difficult one for me. It brings a smile to my face, which doesn't happen often, when I think of your happiness. It still gives me hope. Hugs to you, Lorry
The contrast in your outlook these days vs. a few months ago brought Psalm 13 to mind. Al
How long, O LORD ? Will you forget me forever?
How long will you hide your face from me?
How long must I wrestle with my thoughts
and every day have sorrow in my heart?
How long will my enemy triumph over me?
Look on me and answer, O LORD my God.
Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death;
my enemy will say, "I have overcome him,"
and my foes will rejoice when I fall.
But I trust in your unfailing love;
my heart rejoices in your salvation.
I will sing to the LORD,
for he has been good to me.
I'm next...some how...lol love you sis!
To Lorry:
Everyone has a different timeline and attitude towards finding a new relationship. You need to know that your pace of moving forward is different from someone elses and that IS o.k. Moving forward doesn't always mean finding a new relationship and sometimes I believe that is the only measure used in the widow realm to show that you have moved forward. I believe you need to move at a pace that makes YOU comfortable. Then you will be be ready for whatever happens along the way. Hugs to you on your journey.
A fellow widow who is comfortable with where she's at - no relationship at this time.
Good evening my darling daughter.
Let me just say that I would approve of anyone that has put a smile on your face, even Atilla the Hun. Well, maybe not Atilla. I heard he was mean. Maybe Jack the Ripper. . .ummmmm. . .maybe not.
Ok. Seriously, the consensus in our house is that anyone who can raise such good kids on his own AND put a smile on your face is pretty ok by us. The question is. . .did we pass muster with him?!? We WERE on our best behaviour, after all. Even D!
We love you an immense amount.
Tears in my eyes, dear sweet one, with joy for the lift I read in your words. The Lord is next to you!
I love this post.
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