I can’t help but wonder if Tennyson was right. “Tis better to have loved and lost / Than never to have loved at all.“
To add to the despair I so sharply feel in the wee hours, is the news from a dear friend. A friend whose husband died suddenly of a heart attack, leaving her and their two little girls. Those little girls, ages 8 and 3, will live without their daddy’s goodnight kisses. And Jennie will live with a tear in her heart. Theirs was a love that all little girls dreamed of. I could tell by the twinkle and flirty tone she always got when talking to him or about him.
I adore Jennifer. We became fast friends and acted like long lost sisters when we first met in person. Her heart is big. Her cooking is fantastic. Her Brooklyn accent is even stronger with late night a glass of wine. And I swear her sunglasses are physically affixed to her head. As Jennie’s heart aches, mine aches along with it. I wish I could bear some of the burden of her pain.
But all I can do is tell her I love her and hold her hand tomorrow. I wish I were seeing her under different circumstances.
Click to read the rest of the story on Mommy Niri Cares, where I guest posted today.
And make a peanut butter pie. Seriously.
The crust is done, the chocolate is chilling and I’m just hoping, wishing that Jennifer can truly know…this pie is from the heart. I’m quite certain there will be some tears in that crust as this effort cannot be completed without them. Please hug Jennie from me, from all of us whose hands have never shook hers but who feel with her in spirit and who are fervently praying for her and the girls.
Heading over now. Her story will not quiet in the hearts of so many as we hold our breaths wishing some sort of peace on their broken hearts, but knowing that it will never be the same.
Your two posts have been excellent. I had to share it with my readers. Even though I don’t know her and did not know of her blog, her story touches us all.
Have a safe trip.
I’m so glad to know you’ll be with her tomorrow, holding her hand. Your friendship is beautiful.
Give her hugs for all of us.
Much love to you, dear one. You are a minister of all that is good and love.
So sad to meet under these circumstances, but glad we did indeed meet. Any friend of Jennifer’s is welcome in my world. Hope you got home safe.