A Tale of Two Wives
Grief is a tricky thing. In 2019 I lost my Dad, and in 2020 I lost my Father-in-Law. I had the unique opportunity to watch two amazing women deal with the loss of their husbands.
My Mom closed herself off from everyone. Time stood still for her. She moved out of the home she shared with her husband. She decorated the walls of her new home with pictures and mementoes of their life together.
My Mother-in-Law moved forward with her life, and the happy memories came along for the ride. She continued to fix up the house they had purchased together. She invited more people into her home and her life. She celebrated her husband's birthday each year with a visit to the cemetery and his favorite restaurant.
I believe I am more of the shutting down type. I like to hide. I tend to get lost in the grief. And yet, here I am dressed in my Father-in-Law's favorite color for his birthday. We will be visiting the cemetery this afternoon and dining at his favorite restaurant. Maybe it's time I do the same for my Dad, too.
Behold, God's dwelling is with mankind; He will dwell with them. They will be His people, and He will be their God, God-with-them. He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and there will no longer be death. Neither will there be any mourning or crying or pain for the old order has passed away. Rev 21: 3-4