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He understands the magnitude of the grief

My dad was 86. He had a long and wonderful life.  He said so himself.

And though some might use this information to brush off his death as inevitable and expected, my husband never did that.  He understands the sheer magnitude of this loss.

Without it being said, he knows that this heartbreak is a monumental event in my life. There is no way to lessen the degree of which I will grieve Daddy’s death.

He put his needs aside

For the last few months, my husband has put his needs aside.  He has shown no expectation of me to put my energy toward him.  He has asked nothing of me.

He has understood my need to focus on mourning. To focus on my own survival.   He has given me the time that I need to mend without the worry of what he needs from me.

 

Over the last few weeks I can feel myself beginning to heal.  Though sadness is ever present, I can now focus my energy on things other than the heartache.  Life is beginning to return to a new sense of normal.

I am not sure what I would do without my husband’s innate sense of how to help me get thru the death of my father.

I believe you can realize the depth of who someone truly is when they are thrown into an unexpected crisis.

What I have discovered is that my husband is amazing.  Though I knew that all along, the depth of my respect and love for him has grown beyond words.

He is not perfect.  He is human and makes mistakes.  But in a crisis there is no other hand I would rather hold and on no other shoulder shed my tears.

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