So I made it past the 2 month mark, does that mean I am done being sad? Does that mean things will get better/easier from this point? Gosh, I hope so. i can’t handle much more. The mood swings, the wondering brain syndrome, the ache I feel everytime I see a dad with their kids, the hurt of being alone, oh, the list goes on and on… (stop it Laura, we’re bing positive here)
I have recieved tons of emails like this:
What is your current work status? I have a Design Eng. opening that might be of interest to you.
BlahBlah (name has been changed)
I am sick of having to tell strangers that Jeff is gone so I have been getting creative in my lonely hours, this is what I replied:
Jeff was recently killed in a car accident.Currently he is an angel, and although I am very unhappy with his current position, I’m thinking he probably likes it.Thanks for thinking of him. ~Laura
I know, I’m bad, but it’s okay right?
That is still not as bad as what I did to a poor gentleman who came to my house to offer his condolances. (if I tell you will you promise to not think I’m too bad? Oh, and please don’t tell Jeff, he’d tape my mouth shut)
Okay, it was a very stressful day. and I’d had about six other strangers at my door, the kids were driving me nuts and I wasn’t thinking, at all. So this man comes to my door and asks
“are you the one who lost her husband?”
I was sad, and everything was so raw, and I wasn’t thinking and I replied:
“Yeah! Did you find him?”
The look on that poor man’s face was priceless. I apologized as soon as I realized what I had said. AND I did feel really bad. He hasn’t come back to visit me again….
Naughty, Naughty Laura, but I did the dishes today.