Maybe one day my family will get it....unfortunately, half us will face the death of a spouse, its inevitable. Maybe then they will see. They still probably won't understnad the magnitude of my loss, considering my age and the circumstances. But maybe they will understand how it feels to lose the one person in the world that you love more than life itself. How it feels to lose the one person in the world you KNOW you can count on. How it feels to go home to an empty house. How it feels to go to bed alone everynight.
Maybe then they'll see how they've expected too much from me. Or see how it hurts when you're abandoned by people you think you can count on. Maybe then they'll see how much it hurts to realize that your own family members don't care enough to even call, much less offer any help .Maybe then they'll realize that just because a couple of months have passed doesn't mean that everything is better. Maybe then they'll realize that there are NO good days immediately following the death of your husband.
And MAYBE when they go through it themselves and realize these things, I'll be over my hurt and anger toward them. But right now, everyday that goes by without a phone call a visit makes me more and more angry....and I don't know if I'll ever get over it.
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