To Love Again

I do not understand what it is about people when they make comments about grief’s best antidote.  That is, to live again, one must open the heart to the possibility of love.

That was the explanation I gave to our children when their pet Chubby disappeared unexpectedly for 10 days.  I told them that Chubby may never be back and that we just have to adopt another cat to love.  Thankfully, Chubby came back soon after and lived with us for 11 and a half years.

A cat can’t compare to your life and the loss we felt when you died.  I loved you more than any man I’ve ever known.  I do not intend to love this way again.

So when your friend unexpectedly called me to ask me to return his call, I was more than annoyed.  He wanted to open a friendship with me that was never there.  I never returned his call and when he called back my daughter hung up on him.  Good riddance!

I am not looking to love another man again to go through the natural stages of grief.  I can do this all by myself.  I do not need or seek for a shoulder to cry on or a hand to hold.  This too shall pass.  As far as I am concerned, I have met my soul mate and he is waiting for me when my time comes to join him.  I know I will never love another man this way again.


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