Tuesday, March 22, 2011

2 Years Ago

It's so hard to believe that 2 years ago today Jack died. Technically he died on the 21st, but he was declared dead at 12:22 am on 3/22. It's still hard to believe that 2 years have gone by since then.

Much has happened in the last year. By the time the 1 year anniversary of his passing rolled around, I'd completed my RN refresher course. So, in early June I found a job. Yep. I went back to work. In addition to being a single mother, I'm now I working single mother. I went back to hospice nursing which I love. Seems odd to be a relatively recent widow and still work with the dying. All I can say is that it's my calling, and this hospice is very supportive of its employees.
I frequently think about Jack when I'm working. Especially if I'm doing something that involves body fluids. Jack used to frequently say that my best day at work was worse than his worse day imaginable. The man did not see how anybody could be a nurse. All he asked was that I not discuss work over dinner. OK, I can understand that. I didn't always abide by it, but I can understand it.

The other big thing is that I bought a house. I plan to stay in this house for a long, long time. It's only a couple of miles from where we used to live. It's ours and just right for us. It has yard space and we each have a room, plus there's office space. While I haven't unpacked Jack's magickal items yet, I did do one thing today. I buried some of his ashes in the back yard in a special place. That way a part of him will always be here at our new home.

I was talking to the school nurse today. She commented on how well I've handled Jack's death with the kids. I let them talk about it whenever they want to, and it's not very often. But we do remember him frequently. He's still a part of our life, just not in physical form. They get that death is a part of life. You can miss someone, but life still goes on. Sarah is so much like Jack, too. She looks so much like him, and she has some of his mannerisms, and she can be so sensitive.

I frequently think of new blog entries to do, but by the time I'm sitting in front of the computer, I've forgotten all about it. I still want to do one on the kind of father Jack was. (Loving.) And how he loved watches. I'm sure there are others lurking in my mind somewhere.

What I've learned in the past 2 years is this: whether we want it to or not, the world keeps turning and life goes on. But he's still missed. It's not as intense as it once was, but it's still there. And I'm OK.

5 comments:

  1. Some old, oft-quoted post said that as long as someone remembers them, no one is ever really gone.
    Jack is lucky to live on through you and the girls.

    Myrrh

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  2. Linda!
    I just found this site today and am delighted that you give this gift of updates! Thank you.
    I've been feeling tickles that have Jacks signature all over them lately, and am confident telling you that wonderful love of yours is still busy.
    I apologize for not getting in touch earlier than this two year mark.

    A thousand blessings to you and your family through all seasons. You're in my heart.

    As a self appointed spokesperson for the universe, I wanted to say thank you for comforting and sharing the end of peoples journeys.

    Congrats on your new home!
    breath deep and live true.
    ---Calamity Jane

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  3. You should make the picture clickable so we can see it in a larger format.

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  4. I know I'm a stranger, but I wanted to say that I was thinking about your husband today and glad to read all your words. He was just an influential presence to me via the Internet back when I was in college and I deffinately felt the withdraw when he stopped being an active mentor in the live journal meditation group. I'm still thankful to have known him in that limited capacity and what I learned from him. I'm still sad of his passing and I wish you all the love and support as you continue on. I'm glad you write of him.

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  5. I know I'm a stranger, but I wanted to say that I was thinking about your husband today and glad to read all your words. He was just an influential presence to me via the Internet back when I was in college and I deffinately felt the withdraw when he stopped being an active mentor in the live journal meditation group. I'm still thankful to have known him in that limited capacity and what I learned from him. I'm still sad of his passing and I wish you all the love and support as you continue on. I'm glad you write of him.

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