I hate this word, widow. Doesn't it sound completely black! depressing! and the end of a life. When I hear the word widow I get a picture in my mind of an emotionally dead women in a black sheer vale over her face dressed in completely black. She has no future, no hope and definatily no fun!
I didn't want to be identified with this word and yet I use it to title my blog. Strange, I know. When I changed my relationship status on "facebook" I called myself single. Maybe it is part of my anger? The resentment I feel towards my husband for dying and making me a widow!
But one thing I know is I don't want my life to be over. I want to be really happy again one day and I want hope for my future. The word widow gives me absolutely no hope for the future. But I am coming to terms with a widow is what I am and these are my words.
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