my deerest hubby lost his battle

kandre,

Lot’s of comforting thoughts and prayers coming your way from Wisconsin.

Love & Hugs,
Darla

I am so sorry for your loss, I will be praying for you and your family. May God give you peace and comfort in time.
Lisa

I am so sorry to hear about your loss. I lost my husband of 45 year 2 months ago. Yes it is very lonely, but after 2 months I am sort of finding some sort of peace. I know he is in a better place, but I finally came up with a word to describe my feelings and that was “empty”. I still can’t sleep on his side of the bed, and his glasses are next to his computer. I finally started using his towell rack 2 days ago. Habits are really hard to break. It is still hard to go to sleep at night, but I pray to him everyday. I know he hears me. You will begin the journey, like me, to find a life after hubby. I don’t know what that is right now. I am told that God doesn’t give you what you wish, but what you need. We don’t really know what we need, but I think with his help we will discover that in our journey into widowhood. I really feel for you and all those that have lost their mate. It is a journey I wouldn’t wish upon anyone.

Please take care and take deep breaths. Break down when you can’t stand it anymore. I feel much calmer when I do that. Tears are the water of love.

I’m so sorry to hear of your husbands passing.

Your family will be in my prayers.

Dearest Kandre, it is very hard and will take a lot of time but things will get easier down the road. Andre is in a peaceful place now and in time you will remember only the good things and will make a new normal for yourself and be happy like he would want you to be.

From a book of blessings called “Benedictus” by John O’Donohue – Irish Poet & Philosopher

When you lose someone you love,
Your life becomes strange,
The ground beneath you becomes fragile,
Your thoughts make your eyes unsure;
And some dead echo drags your voice down
Where words have no confidence
Your heart has grown heavy with loss.
And though this loss has wounded others too,
No one knows what has been taken from you
When the silence of absence deepens.
There are days when you wake up happy;
Again inside the fullness of life,
Until the moment breaks
And you are thrown back
Onto the black tide of loss.
Days when you have your heart back,
You are able to function well
Until in the middle of work or encounter,
Suddenly with no warning,
You are ambushed by grief.
More than you, it knows its way
And will find the right time
To pull and pull the rope of grief
Until that coiled hill of tears
Has reduced to its last drop.
Gradually, you will learn acquaintance
With the invisible form of your departed;
And when the work of grief is done,
The wound of loss will heal
And you will have learned
And be able to enter the hearth
In your soul where your loved one
Has awaited your return
All the time.