Into Action


Into Action

My sweet Elsie has made her final exit. She is gone, and my life has permanently changed. It will never be the same, and I will never be the same. I am a widower.

A face to face chat with friends where honesty is easy is good medicine for me. I discovered that abandoning all the physical reminders of my sweet Elsie isn't crazy. Leaving the security of friends and community isn't crazy either. Venturing out without a route or a destination clear in my mind isn't crazy. Dangerous yes, but the risk/reward works in my favor for me.

The essence is that I am not running away from my grief. I am running towards something. Exactly what I won't know, unless I go. I am seizing control of my new life as a widower and implementing a plan. Yes I could crash and burn, but I could also reap big rewards. My sweet Elsie demands that I live out my life Happy, Joyous, and Free.

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She sounds like an amazing woman. Your posts have encouraged me throughout your journey.

daffy don

The beauty and the agony of my plans for the next 18 months is that they are the result of many hours of discussion between my sweet Elsie and me. She not only accepted her fate, but helped me plan my recovery. She even liked to tease that if she came back it would be as a Trashy Lady so I should be sure to keep my eyes open when I kissed them.


Don, \r\nI applaud you and I love that you realize that your sweet Elsie would insist that you live a happy, joyous life! You are wise. I agree that change, taking those steps into the unknown, is very difficult. Yet, those steps are necessary in order for you to reimagine your life as a widower. No matter where you go, Elsie will be with you in spirit and her love will continue to push you forward. I wish you all of the best as you embark on this new phase of your life. Keep us posted!