Saturday, February 14, 2009

Along the Path Not Chosen

Some mornings I look around and really take notice of all the things in my every-day life that are new or changed since losing Britt. There is this house, which she would have loved for its old-fashioned quirkiness, its location on the stable grounds, its proximity to her favorite restaurant but which she never saw since it did not become home until she'd been gone nearly two years. A different car in the driveway and a new couch in the living room. Daddy has an iPod and we both have succumbed to Facebook. There is Mojo, our new dog...here just a year, and the absence of our Boomer - a valiant SuperDog until the end of his also too-brief life. There's her littlest cousin, Jack, who charms us every day and a growing roster of first cousins once removed. Our beloved Nana is gone. And, then, there is her father and me, reunited first by our grief and then, slowly, by the discovery that in the face of such loss it simply wasn't possible to bear the loss of each other as well.

In the lives of my nieces and nephews and the children of my friends, I hear the faintest echoes of the many things her life might have been: graduations and trips abroad, commitments made and lives being forged, all while I stand here holding my breath. I'm almost, but not quite, ready to exhale and start wondering what the coming years will hold.

7 comments:

Sue Dickman said...

Debi, this is really lovely. Sad but lovely. xox

Jesse Wiedinmyer said...

I often wondered whether you'd gotten back together with the wrong husband.

Debi said...

I think we were all where we needed to be then and we are all where we need to be now. Life, particularly in the aftermath of death, is messy. It's taken me a long time to get comfortable with that, but I do believe it's true.

Sue, thank you, sweetness.

Cordel said...

Debi, you have put this in such a way, that I begin to understand. No, not fully, but just a little. I hope others can their way to your blog, when they need to know that others have trod this path, and understand what they are going through.

Miriam said...

This a lovely and heartbreaking post Debi.

Kaethe said...

While I remain so sorry for your loss, I'm also touched and moved by what you're finding. You amaze me, and I look forward to seeing what the coming years hold for you.

Lysnekate said...

Debi - this is touching. How can I tell you how amazing you are, how wise, how glad I am to know you? Thank you for letting us in a bit. I learn so much from each of your posts.

(((hugs)))