“Dad?” The call from Samantha shocked me out of my semi-catatonic state. It had been over three decades since Samantha became my daughter after her parent’s sudden death and the will that designated me as her guardian. I was sitting on the loveseat holding my new iPhone in my hand as I had once held Samantha and, more recently, my granddaughter Janice. I let my mobile device fall onto my lap as I fully engaged with Samantha.
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Richard’s Grief Journey from the Island of Grief back to the land of love.
Our Journey of Love
Faith and Family
“How will you raise your children,” the Rabbi said as he leaned across his desk. I knew I wanted to have kids, and I had always assumed Jan wanted a family. Of course, the question was not if we would but about what faith we would raise them. It was a litmus test we kept failing.
As Jan framed her response, my answer was on the tip of my tongue. But again, I deferred to Jan to see if she would answer the question differently this time.
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Is Priceless
“I love this scarf,” Jan exclaimed with a smile more beautiful than every rainbow I had ever seen. “But it is so expensive.” I tried to explain that it was not that expensive once you converted Canadian to American dollars. “But I have nothing for you for our anniversary,” she protested.
“All I need is your love,” I explained without success. “I do not need a gift.”
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Our Wedding Year
“You have ruined my birthday,” Jan’s mother responded to Jan’s announcement that she and I were going to marry this year. I was shocked by the response, but Jan was upset and left the table in tears as she ran to the ladies’ room. Marcia, her sister, left the table and joined her.
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