Widowed

The first time I became aware of the agonizing effect of someone losing their soul mate was the year 1970. I remember vividly the agony on the face of one of my college mates when the news that her husband died from a heart attack hit her. At the moment, I felt sorry for her. This sympathy did not last for long. You see, I was young and in love. Little did I know then,that 38years later I too would experience widowhood.

On December 14, 2002, one day before my 50th birthday, my husband of 29 years went home to be with his maker. This time my feelings were different. As I reflect on 38 years ago, my feelings has now changed to empathy.


My life since that day has changed. I am now single again.