I've been away the last few days and have only just caught up with this thread.
@belloc There is indeed a fundamental difference between a relationship ending and bereavement. I am emotionally present. I am self aware enough to actually know what this means and not just pay lip service to some internet scribbled words.
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I was lucky enough in this life to experience something very rare - unconditional love. Yes, our relationship had stress points - you can't go through twenty plus years without tensions, but we were close and the bond we had was one of soulmates. There is much more I could write of the love we had and the bond that wound tighter the closer we came to her death. Our wedding took place in a hospital, her death in a hospice with me lying next to her.
I vowed never to have someone else. It tore a hole in my heart to move forwards and still today, in fact,every day I miss the giant presence that she had in my life and the lives of others.true love never dies, it stays within and the hardest thing to do is to know what to do with the feelings of love. The ache of loss, of missing is as nothing compared to the ache of not knowing what to do with arms that want to hold her again and cannot, will never.
When the mind starts to reconcile itself with this, when the mind says yes, there is space to open yourself to something beyond shutting down and being isolated, the mind starts a battle with a can of worms messy, wriggly and covered in crap. The first time I had sex with my new partner I had to buy a new duvet set and sleep in a different room. I had to repaint 'our' bedreeom and buy more linen. I had to change so many of the visual clues and reminders from a life now lost to me.
The conflict of loss is that moving forwards is hugely complex. Loyalty, emotional attentiveness to someone new isn't a binary switch -the brain does not just switch from one person to another, it flips emotions in an instant, with triggers and reminders. The hard part is to learn to juggle love, loss, new and old. The harder part is to remember that you are able to even engage in something new, simply because the person you loved with all your heart and soul, was the defining person in your life who helped you grow into the kind of person who could love again.
I do see things slightly different to a couple of weeks ago. I understand more and accept more that my loss is my loss... That it is somehing that I will need to carry in eternally and express in my way. My new
Partner does understand... To a point. I do realize that I will have to compartmentalize my loss and keep it separate from my relationship. TBO, I'm not sure how that makes me feel. Time will tell.
Thanks for your words of advice and support. It's a hard thing to do to talk about these things. I kissed my wife's cooling lips a few minutes after her death. It was a strange kiss. Cancer took her from me. I realize something else in writing this. I feel cheated,and its the first time I've ever thought or written that. You see, though we were together for many years, we only married shortly before her death; weeks before and with the backdrop of her terminal diagnosis.
It has been quite insightful for me to write this. Still so !much to understand and learn about all if this. Life seems to be multithreaded streams and aspects, some done alone,some together. Such is life :)