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Date: Wed, 27 May 1998 10:31:34 -0500 From: Poppa <qjm005=at=email.sps.mot.com> To: Bardo of Death Studies
Subject: Re: Revisiting, a Year later... Jerral, Please feel free to post my update in whatever way you think it might help others visiting your memorials! Yes, many times over the last year, I have visited that page and reflected on what was happening in my life. You are providing a valuable service to the grief stricken community. Please keep up the good work! It is so very hard for those early in the season of grief to see any kind of hope for a future. -Poppa ------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Thu, 21 May 1998 16:48:42 -0500 From: Poppa <qjm005=at=email.sps.mot.com> To: Bardo=at=Bardo.ORG Subject: Revisiting, a Year later... I don't know how often you get follow-up posts from people but I thought I'd drop you a few lines to let you know how things have developed for me since I posted on your page. On June 5, 1997 I posted a memorial titled "In Memory Of My Beloved Shalimar". After that posting I began to reflect on just badly I was hurting, and I sought out a support group for widows and widowers. I found just the group I was looking for. It was internet email based and populated with some of the most wonderful folks I've ever had the pleasure to meet. These people saved my life. You see, I had gotten into the habit of driving 120 mph everywhere I went. I could never kill myself, but if I happened to "accidentally" lose control of a speeding car.... Well you get the point. I started spending my sleepless nights sending internet messages back and forth with those other Widow/ers. People who knew exactly how I felt and what I was going through. Some of them had just lost their spouse, others were 4, or 5 years or more into their grief... Together we cried, and laughed, and then cried some more.... This group of special people had also set up a IRC Chat room where we would spend long hours each night talking about whatever we were feeling and what was on our minds.... The pain didn't go away, but through the sharing it became bearable, and with that I became less reckless... In september of 97, about 30 of us decided to meet in Dallas, and spend a weekend just visiting and hugging, and putting faces with all the names.... That weekend I met Jeanne... She had been in our Widow/ers group longer than me, her husband had died 5 years before. She was a beautiful and perky little lady, and she'll tell you she was attracted to me right away, but I was still in a lot of pain and nowhere ready to even think about dating yet... I was somehow blind to the fact that she was attracted to me, though I did enjoy her hugs! After the weekend was over, a profound feeling of loneliness and sadness settled over me... If anything I seemed to have suffered some kind of set back... I had 2 wonderful days filled with compassion and friendship, and then all at once I was so very alone..... Slowly, over the next couple of weeks, I began to shake out of it.... I had to prepare for a business trip to Austin, Tx. and one of my Cyberfriends remembered that Jeanne lived in Austin. Since I was going to be in town for the entire week, I dropped Jeanne an email asking if she would like to grab some chinese while I was in town.... She agreed, and we decided to go out that Friday. Friday, October 3, 1997 Changed my life forever. Jeanne and I spent hours talking before during and after dinner.... She was so warm and wonderful, Beautiful and Intelligent, and she had the most incredible blue eyes... I lost myself in those eyes as we talked... Around midnight I forced myself to leave. She had to work the next day and I had hundreds of miles between me and home.... So I gave her a hug and headed back to Ft. Worth..... Over the next 2 weeks we sent a LOT of emails back and forth... and spent a LOT of time in chat... The content of those emails and chat messages... got increasingly more intimate, and in turn progressed to phone calls.... Within a few weeks I found myself still working in Ft. Worth and Living in Austin. The commute was murder!! On the 15th of December 1997 I was able to arrange a transfer to my companies Austin branch, and on January 18, 1998 Jeanne and I were married!! I had learned that the human heart is like a house with many rooms.... Just because someone new moves in, there is no reason for the other occupants to leave. I will always Love my Shally, just as Jeanne will always Love her Connie. The pain of the losses we have lived through will never go away... It's just that the Love in our lives out weighs the sadness.... Both Jeanne and I understand that it was the Love and the Loss of our former spouses that had enabled us to feel as strongly for each other as we do. Were it not for those other Loves and Losses we would not be the people we are today. Marriage after the loss of a spouse brings it's own wonders and it's own fears.... We are under no illusions of our own mortality... We understand that a couple almost never die's together... that in time one of us will have to once again relive that terrible loss.... It's not bravery, or courage that causes us to risk that oblivion.... We simply Love each other so much there IS no other choice..... You'll notice that in my original post, almost a year ago, I signed it -Poppa Xanth.... Well Xanth was a nickname I picked up many years ago.... and without Shally there can be no Xanth, that part of me died when she did on Halloween of 1996. Now and forever more it's simply, -Poppa Remember, the plural of Spouse is Spice. That's why alone life is so bland!!
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