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Monday May 12,2008

Amazingly, the so-called "experts" were right...

by Mis2trye

My husband of 8 years died on 19 February 2000. He was 32 and I was 28. It was a sudden viral infection that took him from us within 48 hours. My life was shattered. I had never imagined being a widow at 28, nor being a single parent raising our 6 year-old daughter. His friends were great and my family was great, but I needed to get away from where all of the memories were. I know the "experts" say not to make any rash decisions in the year following such a tragedy, but I felt that moving was the best choice for us.

So, we packed up our stuff and moved from Germany to Savannah, GA to start over again. I got a new job, we found a great place to live and continued living. And that was the surprising part for me...we continued to live! I thought that when my husband took his last breath that I had taken mine as well. To this day, it amazes me that my daughter and I get up every day and go about our business as though nothing had turned our lives upside down.

And I have begun to date again and am actually seeing someone exclusively. Over a year and a half ago, if someone had told me that I would find love again, or find someone who could love my daughter, I would have thought that person was crazy. But I'm here to tell ya'...it looks like the so-called experts were right after all. I have moved on...not forgotten, but moved on to the next step in my personal journey.

I am a guidance counselor in Savannah, GA.