CLUBS

I am a part of a club that no one wants to be a part of. I am a widow.

I made calls to my club members. I was feeling lost and confused and wanted wisdom from the village…

First off, we were all under 50 when we lost our significant others. We never believed it would happened, even when it was happening…also, time DOES NOT heal all wounds. We are all still grieving while tryna figure this life out.

Each of us has a different approach to this. Each of us, laugh to keep from crying. Each of us still managed to shed a tear while sharing our stories. Each of us wishes neither of us experienced this level of pain.

Being a widow / widower in your 40s and 50s is unimaginable. It's a time where you feel that you have finally raised your kids and can start “your” lives. It definitely isn’t a time when you suspect you will lose your life partner. It is a shock to the system. It reminds you of your own fragile mortality. It isn’t fair.

I am grateful that I have some people to call upon. They are wise and filled my spirit. I am saddened that my circle is going through so much pain at such an early point in our lives.

I wish peace, love, and better days to them all. I hate we are a part of this club, but I don’t underestimate the fact that I have the best group of people around me to lean upon.

I love you all individually and collectively.

Grieving is a personal process and a mutual understanding amongst others who are grieving ❤️‍🩹