Chances are One Day You Too Will Lose a Great Love, as I Have, But that Doesn’t Mean You are Alone
Since I lost my wife eight months ago, I have learned a great deal about moving forward despite a tangible loneliness.
Introduction
Since Lorie died last November, I have learned there is a stark difference between feeling lonely and bereft, and being truly alone.
I was never alone after she passed away, and yet I was lost for many subsequent months and believed there was no one who could help me regain my life or any semblance of it.
I was as wrong as I could be.
Looking back, the world was there for me.
Immediate Aftermath
For the first five months following Lorie’s unexpected death, I openly and very publicly grieved. I shared post after post on our marriage and her passing on social media, and article after article on the same topics here on Medium, primarily as self-therapy.
The feedback from both, however, informed me I was not alone, especially as many readers commiserated with my loss having lost partners of their own while others expressed the abject importance of living life for today as there…
