They say that time heals.
Yes, that’s true for many things.
With time, you also develop the distance from certain events in life where you’re able to reflect without the physical, emotional and mental pain.
Not fresh ones, anyway.
As time goes on – you are also able to see a new future with new possibilities.
On today’s date twenty-five years earlier, I couldn’t see any of this.
I was twenty-five, and my husband of nearly two years had just died due to catastrophic injuries sustained in a car accident.
Some days, it felt like this had happened to another person and not to me.
Others though, I felt as if it had just occurred.
Today, I don’t feel the pain as much as the sadness that comes in knowing that he’s no longer physically here.
Even though I’d moved on with my life – remarried and now have a son getting ready to graduate from high school – I still miss him.
I recently wrote this poem with him very much on my mind:
You Are There
I don’t need eyes
To see your face
I don’t need ears
To hear your voice
You’re the mountains
Filling me with sweet pine aroma
You’re the wind
Caressing my face
I feel your presence
Wherever I go
I am never alone
Ironically, today I also received my first COVID vaccination.
So far, no ill effects from it.
I have met criticism for taking this vaccine.
Why would I take it?
I do it not for myself – but for the man I love – the man who is here with me and whom I like to have around for many more years.
He has sustained damages to his lungs due to his time in the military, and is considered to be in the higher risk group.
Yes, we are not promised tomorrow.
But it’s the possibility that tomorrow will come for me, and for my hubby which gives me hope.