Jake is our family dog. We found him by way of the local newspaper’s classified section. A family adopted his mother “Mickey Blue Eyes” (a jet black lab with two crystal blue eyes) without knowing she was expecting puppies. Jake inherited one of those crystal blue eyes, which makes him both adorable and interesting.
I was shopping at a local health food store recently. The owner is aware I am a widow and am in the process of writing a book about my experience. While I was there, she mentioned the book to the charming white haired woman working behind the counter. The woman had been widowed twice – once at age 36 with three young children and again later in her life. We were talking and she reminded me of an experience I had. My guess is that many of us widows and widowers have this same experience. She said at first, you think of your spouse every second. Then, you think of them every five minutes. Then you think of them every hour. One day, you realize that you didn’t think of them at all. When you realize this, you feel guilty. We actually said “then you feel guilty” at the same time. We both laughed as we realized our common experience. Read more