I Never Understood…

my mother-in-law and women like her, until now.

That is women who were widows and never remarried.

Occasionally I would meet or read about widows and how they moved forward with their life but never remarried.  Talk about something not making sense, I mean why wouldn’t a widow want to remarry again?  

Then I got married and over the years I slowly started to understand why some widows did not remarry. 

Unlike a lot of couples, Joe and I discussed death.  He wanted me to remarry because I needed to be married, according to him.  Our conversations would always get me thinking and I was unsure the desire to remarry would be there if I were a widow.  

Then it happened and I was a widow and all of a sudden I understood. 

If  I want to remarry I would have to find a single man somewhere (probably over the rainbow), date for a while, meet each other’s families, become engaged, plan a wedding (preferably one in Las Vegas with Elvis officiating – sorry Pastor Don), buy our house (he would not want to live here and I would not want to live in his place), and settle into married life.  It all sounds like a lot of work and thinking about it exhausts me and gives me a splitting headache.  

There is enough activity in my life with looking for a full-time job, being Co-facilitator of a Griefshare group, Membership Co-ordinator for Golden Retrievers In Need, Rommie’s Mommy (my golden), a blogger, daughter, sister, niece, and aunt.  I do not need a relationship too.

Although this is my opinion today  (Jan 31, 2010) being a woman I reserve the right to change my mind – especially if when George Clooney becomes available.

Wishing you a week not only filled with joy, but lots of love, hugs and sloppy wet kisses.