My 30th wedding anniversary is quickly
approaching. Just typing that is seemingly unbelievable. Unbelievable in that
it doesn’t seem possible to be that old, and unbelievable that someone has
tolerated me for that long! I’m not sure which is more improbable.
Ruth has more patience that any person I know, to put up
with me and my son. I’m lucky beyond words when I look backwards and forward
with the life we have built. Ruth and I struck up a conversation with a
waitress recently. We were discussing marriage and relationship. She said that
they key to marriage was “a limitless amount of patience.” It was as if she
knew me!
Long time editor of The News-Sentinel in Fort Wayne, Indiana
and friend Kerry Hubartt
touched on the depth
of marital relationships in a column he wrote while I was leading that
newspaper. Kerry’s commentary on the death of his 97 year old father only days
before, and his relationship with his wife as they approach their 50th
wedding anniversary has stayed with me.
My wife has never
wanted to think about losing me, much less talk about it. But she’s the one who
brought it up late one night as we were lying down to sleep after a day of
making the final plans for Dad’s funeral.
“I just can’t imagine
losing you,” she said. “But it’s going to happen to one of us someday.”
“I know,” I whispered,
punctuating the reply with a heavy sigh. And we held hands softly as we tried
to put that thought out of our minds, and we drifted off to sleep.
When you get older, I suppose it is only natural to think of
dying. I never had the opportunity to speak with my parents about it, but it seems only normal that they had the
same thoughts. Laying in bed next to my wife, thinking about a future where
death is an increasing factor is just a reality of being 50+. So is attending services
at the local funeral home, consoling friends and family who have had a loved
one pass. And so it goes again this weekend, as I make plans for a funeral
instead of something much happier.
Both my parents and one sibling have passed. I certainly
miss them all, especially surrounding special holidays or events. In fact,
today would have been my father’s 87th birthday. But those emotions are
nothing compared to the thought of losing a spouse. I’m typically not the
person that dwells on this type of subject. I’m not in denial, but I’d rather
focus on living. To quote Jimmy Buffett, “I’d rather die while I’m living then
live while I’m dead.”
What started this line of thought is a new Netflix original called Dead To Me. I won’t
spoil the plot line’s ending, but simply say that the show is set up as two
women that are struggling through grief and the death of a husband. The show
has its normal storytelling twists to keep you interested and entertained, but
it also shows the grieving process and just how damn difficult it is to lose
someone close to you.
I can only image but it is those little moments like Kerry
described that I think I would miss the most if my spouse would go first. I’ve
witnessed this first hand with friends and family who have been in similar
situations, a situation that if you have a relationship you or your partner
eventually experience too.
It is good to have options. I cannot recommend enough the
book Option B: Facing Adversity, Building Resilience and
Finding Joy. I purchased this book to help with overcoming stress and
adversity in my life, not realizing it was a book written by and for people
that have lost family members. It worked for me and my stress, and I think it
can help you too.
I have many friends and family members that struggle with
the grief and depression that comes with losing someone close. That pain is
real, and no should minimize it; and I’m certainly not doing it here. But that
book, a counselor at church or friends down the street — someone, somewhere can
help you. As the Option B book points out, Sandberg and Grant write:
“We plant the seeds of resilience in the ways we process
negative events. After spending decades studying how people deal with setbacks,
psychologist Martin Seligman found that the three P’s can stunt recovery: (1)
personalization – the belief that we are at fault; (2) pervasiveness – the
belief that an event will affect all areas of our life; and (3) permanence –
the belief that the aftershocks of the event will last forever.”
I think the
waitress was right, about marriage and how we treat ourselves. Dealing with
grief and the loss of a loved one means you have to have limitless amounts of
patience for yourself too.
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