He called to tell us he resigned his position at his company and invested in a new business of his own. Our son-in-law had only been married to our daughter briefly about 2 1/2 years before she died in the accident with her brother.I must admit in all fairness there wasn't time to fully bond with him the way I would have liked to, these things take time and I'm afraid we never had that.
My husband and I drove up to the city to see what he had done with his life in the short time since her death. He showed us around his new restaurant, the one he purchased with her insurance. I studied his face thinking to myself this has got to be bitter- sweet for him. But regrettably all I saw was the sweet behind that grin and no bitter at all. I then waited for him to say her name, to mention how he wished she were by his side, but he never once mentioned her; it was if she'd never existed.
His eyes made a scan of his new business before he sat with us at a table. Then like a parent bragging about his favorite child, he declared to us proudly;"this has been my life's dream". His words pierced my heart like a knife.
I am happy for the second month to participate in “Words Matter” a writing
exercise on how the spoken word affects us. This concept was created by fellow blogger
and grieving mother Dana over at Roscommon Acres.
Others will submit their writings as well, you can too if you’d like. I would encourage you to
visit her blog by clicking her blog button which is located on
the right column below my subject cloud to read them.