Signs of Love

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I would have to say that I would characterize my late husband Chuck as a “holiday guy.” He rose to each occasion (birthdays, Christmas, Mother’s Day, Valentine’s Day etc. ) showering me with gifts symbolic of his love for me. Fancy,cute and funny,always a mix of things to delight my eyes and my heart. In the beginning I loved receiving the fancy baubles, bangles, and beads,but what I cherished most were the  little stuffed animals some of which depicted him and I as little bears, and one boy bear with a cute bow tie,similar to the ones Chuck took to wearing on occasion.

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After Chuck passed away I was faced with living each new ensuing holiday alone. The Firsts: first Christmas,first birthdays, first anniversaries, and all the other special occasions that we normally celebrated together,loomed in the near distance.Anticipating the various occasions created anxiety within me as I tried to figure out how to brace myself for the rush of emotions I was surely expecting to feel.

I managed to get through the First New Year’s  Eve,with help from friends,as we celebrated New Year’s Eve together (me anticipating an anxiety attack). However, the transition went smoothly and I looked forward to 2010 ahead with hopes of lessening my heavy burden of day to day sorrow.

The First Valentine’s Day was a mere few weeks after my husband’s actual death. It seemed to approach slowly and quickly, as time moves differently after loss. I no longer experienced each day singularly, but more as a stream of time: night/day… day/night.

On February 14th,2009,I was searching in my collection of cards to finish writing thank you’s to those who had sent condolences. As I rummaged through the various cards I came across a beautiful Valentine’s Day card, never sent, to me from Chuck.

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I was so startled and touched, that I wept uncontrollably and fell back into my husband’s leather recliner, which had become a comfortable resting place for me. As I sat reading the words on the card paying special attention to his signature, I absentmindedly slipped my hands into the side of the chair.I felt something and pulled out a Scrabble tile with the C on it. I wondered if these were  signs of love that were being sent to me so soon after his death. Had he put the card in that place for me to find? Had he deliberately hidden the Scrabble tile in the side of his chair hoping I would find it on a day when I needed to be comforted more than ever?

What I’ve learned about love…it’s abiding and it’s all around

When we lose a spouse we cannot really know where they’ve gone to next. Are they just gone? Will they come back? Have they gone to another plane? Will we see them again? Can they hear our cries of sorrow? Do they cry with us? However, I do believe that we can receive signs from those who have passed away. We have to believe that our love for them is the fuel that empowers the spirit to reach out and let us know that they’re okay, you’re going to be okay, and it’s okay for one to move on with one’s life in this place.

Whether via a dream,soft touch, a note scribbled in our loved one’s handwriting or a possession of our lost love,found when we least expect it,I believe that these are all signs from those we have lost. One just has to be open, and know that anything is possible when someone passes away. We must also pay attention to the subtle and sometimes not-so-subtle signs of assurance that tell us that our loved ones are keeping watch and sending love our way.

My husband told a friend that he knew I was going to have a hard time after he had died. Could it be that as Chuck straddled between life and death that he could have planted these items hoping that I would discover them when I needed some tangible assurance of hope….of faith? I can never really know, but I choose to believe that they were messages from him,meant to encourage ,support  and keep me going during the long days of my grief. To have found them on Valentine’s Day, that First Valentine’s Day,was beyond mere coincidence,timed by the Universe,so that I would come to  know that even after my husband’s death,he would still send signs of love.

 

Happy Valentine’s Day !

 

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One thought on “Signs of Love

  1. That’s God at work letting you know you are loved. I was talking to a friend and went to get a notepad to take down her new phone number. When I reached for the pad, her husband’s funeral program fell onto my desk with his handsome face smiling at me. I told her and we both knew unequivocally he was with us, letting her know to keep the faith and that he was still looking out for her as she walks out her life without her partner for 40 years. Thanks for your beautiful message, Yvonne.

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