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MAKE MEMORIES WHILE YOU CAN.

I don’t know if this will ever get published.  There are several unpublished drafts here.

Why did I stop blogging?  I don’t know.  Why did I ever blog in the first place?   Well it just started off as a nice way to document my trips to Paris, then my life and then as my life got more serious with Michaels illness I guess it was an outlet for my fear and worry and other emotions.   So why. When I was going through the grief did I stop?

Maybe it was too deep, too personal and painful to share. I did try, as it says above I’ve found several unpublished drafts.

Today on my emails I found a comment on another blog from December 2013. Michael and I were waiting for the PET scan results and I described how I felt.

Emotional pain is like childbirth, nature makes you forget how bad it is.  I’d forgotten how I was feeling then.  Now I’m sorry I’ve not documented my journey through grief

Now, 19 months on along my journey of grief I am in a much better place. I could say I’m happy even.  there is a light at the end of the tunnel.  Strangely I can now weep. Healing tears.  Previously the tears would not come freely. As if when the floodgates opened I would not be able to stop. Typically  British The weeping is controlled,  other cultures weep and wail and throw themselves about. Here it’s just not done.

For me the journey through grief has been a series of cycles.  the well known stages of denial , anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance have come round and round again, each time getting a little easier. . It felt like I just kept on going, putting one foot in front of the other, head down into the storm. Trying not to fight, just accepting what came along , One day at a time.    During the dark  depression days , which were inevitably the most difficult.  I just went with it,  stayed home and ate toast., Not wanting to talk to anyone,   hiding away. ( and that was Ok!). Usually after a couple of days I’d feel better and come out into the world again, surprised to find it kept on spinning and all was normal.

Eventually,  on the anniversary of his death,  I removed my wedding ring. This of course is a very personal act.  For me it symbolised moving forward. I no longer wanted to define myself as a grieving  widow.  Now I wear it on a chain around my neck? I often find myself holding it as if Michael is with me in spirit in that  ring,  but I need to get on with life.

There is nothing like the death of a loved one to make you acutely aware of your own mortality and how short and  fragile life is. Michael  taught me a valuable lesson in living life  to the full each day.

It’s not been all doom and gloom.  I’ve had some good times.  And of course I have my wonderful children and grandchildren. Strangely though  I find family gatherings the most difficult. Perhaps that’s  when I’m aware I’m not in a couple.

I went to America for a month last October,  spending two weeks in California with my brother and family and two weeks in Massachusetts with a friend.  I ended the trip with a week in Paris.  I had a wonderful time and found some new insights about life along the way. Which is another story!

I’ve also travelled by myself to France and Croatia and some places in the UK that I always wanted to visit.  I’ve got hooked on solo travel and actually prefer to go alone.

About 6 months after Michael died  I realised I needed a purpose.  I got a bit bored with being a ” lady who lunches ” Maybe caring for him all that time showed me thats what life is about… So I found some voluntary work.  One day  week I work at a local.refugee centre.   We  provide a safe place for them to socialise,  a barber, advice on thier asylum application’s, food bank , clothing  bank and activities like art.

Another  day I do a shift on the Manchester telephone  helpline.  Both activities are very fulfilling and help me focus on something else than my own loss.

I do this for myself.  Because it gives me purpose.  Makes me feel useful.

There’s nothing like realising other people have it worse than you  as an antidote to self pity.

Today, what could have been a blah day ( I hate  bank holidays !) turned out to be a wonderful day.  A friend text me and we went for coffee which turned into lunch.  It was such a lovely day we decided to go for a walk.  I could appreciate the beauty of the blue sky   trees  and the reservoir .  Families  happily strolling around the water. I could feel joy at just being alive.  In some of the dark days it was very hard to find gratitude, but I did.  Even if it was just for the memories of 27 years  together.  I appreciate now the idea that its SO important to make memories.

SO TODAY MY MESSAGE IS MAKE MEMORIES WHILE YOU CAN.

Love Denise

 

 

 

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12 thoughts on “MAKE MEMORIES WHILE YOU CAN.

  1. Hi Denise … I’m glad you didn’t keep me waiting too long before you put pen to paper (or rather, in this day and age fingers to keys) and started blogging again! To begin again is a very brave thing to do, especially after a long time away from doing it. Look at it as a positive thing, and as an opportunity to bring your readers up to speed with you again as you travel through your life under completely different circumstances. I very much look forward to following you once again …

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  2. Such wise counsel, expressed beautifully as always. Kenny is 70 now and I’m not far behind. We began our retirement with six months in Mexico and have moved to Nevada to start a new life. Making memories and gathering rosebuds…💕.

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  3. Denise that is a wonderful blog . I’m smiling with tears in my eyes ! Lots more memories to come my friend. love you R xx

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    • Ruth. Id no idea you are in the mailing list. My dear friend you are one of the people who have helped me through. Probably you dont realise just how, but Im so glad you are there.

      Love and gratitude
      Denise

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  4. Dear Denise, I think of you often and am happy to hear that you are finding joy again. I hear your voice telling me to make memories and I try to live in the moment and be very aware of what is going on around me and taking it all in! I am going to be in Paris for a very short visit because Joel is going fishing for a week in Wisconsin. Sylvia kindly invited me to go see her new home, so Ill only be there the night of June 10 and the nights of June 14 and 15. (In case you feel like popping over!). Take good care, Love, Jane

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    • Hi Jane. nice to hear from you. You and Joel certainly make memories, I’ve never seen sucha busy couple!
      Good to hear you are paying a flying visit to Paris. Id love to catch up with you but I’ve already got events booked in for that weekend.
      I’m sure you will have a great time in Sylvias house. give her my love. 😁

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  5. Ah Denise this was such a lovely surprise to pop up today.I have no recollection of why or how I started following your blogs but I know I always enjoyed listening to your tales. My darling Mike died in 2011 and I thought I would never be happy again but like you I am now. How wonderful that you can travel alone. I have never had the courage to do that. Keep blogging and I will keep following Jules xx

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    • Hi Julie. nice to see people are still reading my blog. It always surprises me that strangers enjoy my musings. Sorry about YOUR Mike and glad to hear you’re happy.
      As I said I don’t know if this is a goodbye post but the fact that people followed me maybe will inspire me. Time will tell.

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