Sunday, May 29, 2005

The truth of love an unsung song must tell - Reuben and Cerise

Yesterday marked 23 years. My young husband died and my Mom said something to me that I still struggle with. "You will never have passion like that again". I doubt she knew those words would haunt me. There has been no other like him, this is true. No two are the same. Yet I marvel at her ability to know my heart so completely as I patiently wait for the love that proves her wrong.

7 Comments:

Blogger GPV said...

Helen,I don't want to contradict your mother,anyway I think a little different.You won't have to mesure a love or another,you won't have to put them side by side to know if one is better.Love is like people's personality,all different and all wonderful.Somebody,
somewhere, is waiting for you too.
Best everything for you.

4:59 PM  
Blogger Veracity said...

I understand how you feel...

10:39 AM  
Blogger Jaws said...

I can't imagine being in your spot. I amsure there is some one out there for you. Maybe it will never tbe the exact same but some one you can feel connected with again :o) something special.

5:31 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Lives become what we believe them to be. If you believe you will never find passionate, committed, and exciting love again ... so be it. Your truth is spoken. There are many true loves available to us in life: one only has to feel ready to accept what the universe has in store. Perhaps your lesson was not about true love but rather loss and moving forward? Life is full of choices. Make yours and live the rest of your very long life. Peace! http://wordmaiden.bravejournal.com/index.php

10:20 PM  
Blogger Green-Eyed Lady(GEL) said...

Oh,Helen I didn't see this post before I emailed you yesterday.
I agree with the others in emphatically differing with your mother. Loves are different so the passion or love will not be the same, but it certainly can happen again! I have loved more than once in my lifetime and we are in the same age range. THe differences/uniqueness of will not lessen love that can come your way.

It's a long time for you to be alone and widowed so young; I'm typing through tears. It must be even more painful that your sister's anniversary was near this time even though I could hear joy in your voice for them. Memories waft into our hearts and brains even with no rhyme or reason.

I hope the emptiness inside of you will be filled with joy and love in your future. You are so giving and sensitive, that when the time is right, you will enhance someone's life. Hugs and Peace.

P.S. I put up a different (extra not a replacmement) blogsite for some of my other writings and posted two poems. The link is on my current post. http://silkenthreads18.blog.com.

3:19 AM  
Blogger schuey said...

not only do i understand, but i think your mum might just be wrong.

12:32 PM  
Blogger Mona said...

Whoa...I'm sorry that you received those words. Let those words be replaced by all the ones your friends have left. Do not let one comment be powerfully haunting and chase all the others away...

9:08 AM  

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