13 months after losing my spouse

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I am still spending time each day thinking about my husband and missing him.  I miss our conversations and his anecdotes and jokes - even the jokes he could only say to me - that were so bad or naughty that you had to laugh at how bad or inappropriate they were.  I miss being one half of a whole marriage with someone who loved me unconditionally.  I am annoyed at myself for not doing more to acknowledge him when he would tell me how I would likely feel after he was gone.  He lost close family (I have not) and he was trying to prepare me for the loss and grief.  At the time, I didn't want him to worry about how I would feel afterwards, assured him I would find a way through, and in all honesty, I didn't want to talk about it.   But now it brings me comfort that he cared about me so much that he wanted me to help mentally prepare me.  Love shows itself in the strangest ways I guess.  And he was right.  Just like he told me he would be.

The title widow to me implies I am alone, lonely, grieving, not up for a laugh, overly sensitive, and perhaps unapproachable.  I don't like the idea of a relationship status that diminishes me in any way.  I successfully completed a marriage of over 20 years.  The marriage ended but not by choice.  (No matter how long you've been married / fully committed your partner, please realize successful commitment is a HUGE achievement and it doesn't get celebrated after the fact.)  Yes I feel lonely often enough, though I also feel that our years together meant something special and helped me to get to this place.  There is still life out there.  Plenty of life to have a rainbow of emotions about.  I think about what he would want and have conversations with my (now adult) children about topics he used to take charge of.  A bit like being both mum and dad.  I offer what I think his perspective would have been, then my own perspective.  I carry him in my heart, though it hurts that he is not right here, sharing the experiences with me.

I am also aware that I need to continue moving forward.  Even though the admin relating to my husband is virtually complete, my life will continue to evolve as I find new patterns that work for me.   I am still Mrs on a lot of my correspondence but for anything new, I use Ms where I can.  On New Year's Eve, a young man asked me if I was single.  I pointed out that I was not in his age bracket and It turned out he wanted to set me up with someone else I'm already friends with. At the time I found the question "Are you single" so shocking that my mind was racing.  Of course I don't want to lie - why should I lie?  But I really wasn't ready to be asked that question by a stranger.  Since then I've been thinking a lot about what it might be like to be in a new relationship.  The most annoying thing is that whoever I meet won't be the man I already loved and lost.  Unless I decide to be single for the rest of my life I'm going to have to accept that I need to let someone new into my life.  That means going through the effort of getting to know someone from scratch in my mid-40s and working out whether there is potential for a new relationship or not.  For me, it is a daunting task.  I haven't dated in over 2 decades, since before social media even existed, never mind those dating apps (ick?).  And then, am I even ready for that?  Then I thought, if I waited 5 years to start looking for a new potential partner, then it is 5 years less of my life that I would have with someone else, so why would I do that?  I am suddenly aware of single men in my workplace but for my own personal values, they are off-limits. I respect my colleagues as good friends, and moreover, I don't want to get myself into a Bridget Jones situation.

To the people who don't understand what I've been through, I'd prefer to identify myself as single rather than widow because of what I feel the term implies.  Or maybe my relationship status should be "married to a ghost" (sounds friendlier than widow).  Finally today, I updated my facebook relationship status.  There were no write in options, so I removed my relationship status altogether.  My facebook timeline explains what happened anyway.

At first when telling people what happened to my husband, I would summarize the whole thing from finding out about the GBM4 tumor, to treatment and the sharp decline in the last few weeks of his life.  It is alot for anyone to take in.  Especially if they're not familiar with cancer or lost anyone close.  Now I feel less of a need to explain everything.  I am confident to say that he sadly passed.  He was diagnosed with a brain tumor, which was debulked, but was always known it would be incurable which is awful, but it's OK. (OK meaning yes it was a flippin horrendous year - the worst year of our lives and I'm still sad but I don't need you to try to find any words of comfort for me.)

I finally went on my first holiday - a short break to hot and sunny land.  For the kids, I had tried to get our calendars to line up to holiday together and it still hasn't happened - so a good friend suggested I book myself a flight and, hotel room and join their group abroad.  I have just come back from the short break and I feel better for the experience.  The hotel room was beautiful and had a balcony with table/chairs and an ash tray that my husband would have absolutely loved - a cigarette and a coffee.  (I don't smoke, it's a bad habit - but I even miss him smoking sometimes.)  I missed him when I was alone in my room but still appreciated the whole experience as best I could.  Each day I met my group of friends and we ate, drank and saw some great sights.  Thank goodness for good friends.  I found out the singles scene in hot and sunny land is not for me and I remain true to myself.  It surprises me how some people open up about their own loss when I mention that my husband passed.  I met a remarkable woman who lost her husband. After herself being diagnosed with MS, she cared for her husband with locked-in-syndrome for years before he passed.  A kindred spirit - I was grateful for her insight.  It is good to be home and even though   I've got alot on my mind, I'm hopeful about building a bright future.

  • What a lovely update. I’m really happy that you are navigating your way through this painful journey. Best wishes to you.

  • I agree with Daisy that it’s a lovely update you have written.

    I’m 8 months since my partner died; I thought I’d feel a bit better by now but I just feel burnt out and numb more than I did previously. I’m hoping that’s just Xmas and a big ‘would have been’ birthday and that I can feel a bit more positive soon as Spring comes. 

    its lovely to hear about you going on holiday and enjoying yourself. 

    I think it’s so difficult navigating even thinking about new relationships and I think you have shown courage talking about it. For me, I know I’m single because he is not physically here anymore and I miss, like you, being with a partner and sharing life and having someone that knows me so well, on the other hand I’m kind of welded to him, thinking about him and being with him in my head every day; it’s like having 2 parallel tracks running at the same time.
    When I’ve had to say to someone what my situation is I’ve found it very difficult - like your ‘are you single’ question - even though I know it I still can’t say it out loud!! That would feel too overwhelming and real. Point is, I think it’s great that you are thinking of your future and what you would like. We deserve a future and to love/be loved again if that’s what we’d like.

    I find it ‘funny’ because I somehow think my partner is going to pop up again, like it was all a big test of our love and commitment, and he’ll say ‘Didn’t we do well getting through all this!!’ And then we can have a good natter about it and carry on with an even more committed relationship knowing we got through the worst together. At least I can take some comfort I guess in that I know he’d be super proud of us both. 

    Best of luck to you, and keep on doing all that you are. It sounds like you are on a good track to me. 

  • Thanks for your replies.  I get what you're saying about 2 parallel tracks.  I'm navigating but it all still weighs on my mind.  In my heart, I want it to be exactly like it was before and it makes me a bit sad that it won't be.  The entire time I was with my husband I never strayed.  I never wanted to.  The people in our lives respected our marriage.  It seemed like my wedding rings were a superpower that put me into an orb where I became virtually invisible to all other men, which was great during our marriage because I had no hassle. 

    Added to that, I am naturally a shy person and it takes me awhile to build trust with new people.  I'm a homebody at heart.  My walls have always been high.  The thing I'm finding frustrating and difficult is that to some degree I will have to overcome my shyness, insecurities and be more outgoing and actually be approachable.  I feel like I'm under pressure to not get it wrong.  I am going to have to use good judgement.  I don't want a fling, I want a partner.  To make clear that I want to take it slowly and hope I find the right person who has patience and understanding to get to know each other first.  I hope that's still a thing?

  • Hi there, it is seven months since my husband died and I am starting to think about my future life. We were married for 36 years, and together for 40. I made a vow to my darling Paul to protect and guide our adult children. I am doing this. I went to our local pub a couple of weeks ago with our son, to try and feel ‘normal’ for a bit. My idea was not to directly mention my husband, as I am still me and don’t want to always talk about the loss. There was a chap there who I hadn’t met before, and we just started chatting. We got on well, and later that evening he asked for my phone number. I was really shocked, as I am not looking for a relationship at all. I am finding the adjustment to being single really confusing. I would like my husband back, but I know this isn’t possible. I still dream of him every night. He will always be with me. I have decided I will let life evolve naturally. I won’t be rushed, or pulled into situations I can’t control. Sending hugs to all, Kate. Xxx

  • Wow!

    That sounds so like me and my husband. We were together for 40 years. I couldn't stand him before we got together but something `clicked` and we were drawn together. Your relationship sounded like ours. We weren't the `lovey dovey` types and got by by rippin' the p*** out of one another but that's how we rolled. He always made me laugh. I would say something to him and he would give me a look and I would just go into fits of laughter and I miss that. We would walk along the road holding hands and I miss that too. Watching him become reduced from what he was because of cancer was heart-breaking. He was a happy go lucky person and a `big bear` of a man. In the end he was bedbound with all sorts of bags coming out of him. He had a stoma bag because they had to take part of his bowel away because of the cancer. He went into remission after that but the cancer returned months later. The chemotherapy they put him back on damaged his kidneys and so was withdrawn completely and he had to have a double nephrostomy to help his kidneys drain properly (more bags and wires)  and he had to have a urinary catheter fitted also. He would joke he had more bags than Lidl. Then in June 2023 he was finally taken by a 4th bout of sepsis along with his advancing cancer. 

    I am 63 years old this year and he has only ever been my one true love. I don't go out looking for that and if it happens by well I think that will be a bonus but for now I'm happy being on my own just me and my little Border Terrier `Jack`. He was my husband's dog a Christmas present 11 years ago from my son and I so he's more or less the last part I have of my husband him and our car which I now have changed into my name. We bought the car 10 months before my husband passed and through time as his health deteriorated he never got to use it. We got it on PCP and the contract run out and we liked it so much we bought it. It was one of his last wishes that I go back to driving. Through ill health myself I was unable to drive for a number of years but he wanted me to do it to give me independence. I went back to the GP and she gave me the all clear to re-apply for my licence so I'm back on the road again.

    I now look after my older sister. She has learning difficulties and lives not far from me in sheltered accommodation. She too has gone through two cancer operations her first was for breast cancer which was caught really early 6 years ago and so was cut out and she was given 15 rounds of radiotherapy which worked for her. Just over 14 months ago she had a bowel cancer operation which they luckily caught early too and were able to take her in and cut the tumour out without the need for post chemo or radiotherapy this time now though she is currently awaiting heart valve surgery they saw enlargement in her heart at one of her follow-up scans for her cancer. Everything apparently is fine cancer wise but now its her heart that is the problem she's in her mid 70's.

    I have a lovely little granddaughter too though to keep me going. I look after her from time to time if my son and daughter-in-law have to work and sometimes she comes for a sleepover. She starts school this year. I just try to keep myself as active as possible and some days still get very dark but I just learn to go with them now as I know they will go and I can then try to move on again as best as possible. My best wishes to you. Take Care

    Vicky x