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A co-worker of mine has been mourning the death of her husband for little over a year now.

She mentioned how she has been crying continuously for over 365 days. She was teary eyed even at the beginning of our conversation.

“Why are you still crying everyday at this point?” I asked. She knew I wasn’t being insensitive; just my curious mind at work again.

Her answer: she still expects to see her husband, hear his laughter, smell him, and have him take care of things. She wonders why it happened to her family. Why was the love of her life who was only 46 years old taken from her?

All understandable points, and from that conversation comes this blog.

Halloween, October 31, 1993 – 22 years ago today when I was 31 years old, my mother died (I can say that word now). I thought my world would end; thought I wouldn’t be able to go on. After all, my mother was everything to my dad and my five siblings – she was our nucleus and the first we’ve ever lost in our close knit family. When I think back to that time, I remember how my mother consumed my thoughts every second of every day – did you understand what you just read? I said “every second of every day.” Can you imagine someone in your thoughts to that degree? Well, I did it – can’t say for how long though, which is probably why I didn’t properly mourn until six months later (finally broke down emotionally and took a month off work).

My father died 12 years later in 2005. I cried like a baby when he was in the hospital. I remember asking my nurse sister, Trish, “How long can he last like this?” A day. A week. A month. As long as his heart is strong, maybe longer than that. I cried harder. I prayed his heart would give out because I couldn’t stand to see him suffer as he was. I drove all the way home from Einstein Hospital with tears in my eyes; soon as I wiped them, they welled up again and at some point, I just stopped wiping and let ’em flow. Only God kept me from being in an accident. So, unlike my mom’s death, there was no waiting period for my dad. My grief was immediate.

We respond to grief differently even within the same family as I just demonstrated. We also grieve in our own time.

But unlike Z, I still have my husband so I don’t truly know the depth of what she’s feeling, although I can imagine. I get why she still cries. To be with someone you’ve shared a life with, had children with, went through some stuff with – I get it.

It’s inevitable that we all will experience the death of a loved one, but I want to focus on the death of a spouse. I don’t want to imagine my life without my husband and I’m so sure he feels exactly the same way. I’ve thought about life without him and I don’t particularly like the outlook. Even though we get on each others’ nerves to no end, we still do not want to live without each other. He’s already proven that he would be a total mess because I’ve seen his reaction when I went through hip surgery. I wasn’t even in the operating room, yet he was already freaked out, telling me he wouldn’t know what to do without me. And I feel the same way. We’ve been married for 17 years – we got time invested; he’s a habit to me and I’m a habit to him.

And now the questions.

If something were to happen to either of us, what would we do after the funeral? Once all the phone calls and text messages stop, and the cards no longer come in the mail? How would we deal with coming home expecting to see the other one when it’s not going to happen. What do I do with his car? His clothes? All his things? How long do I do nothing before I do something? At what point will the urge stop to buy birthday and father’s day cards? The unfinished or non-started household projects? And the two of us sharing financial situations – how to do deal with being the only one handling everything? All fearful and real thoughts.

There are so many things to consider and the questions keep coming, for instance, what do we do about missing our spouses and their presence? Privately and at family functions? How long do we grieve them; you don’t know if you’ve never lost one, right? And when should you begin dating (if that’s what you choose to do)? Will people look at you differently and expect you to live differently? When do you have sex again (well, that is a real consideration folks – don’t frown at me because I said it)? How do you stay strong for the children and then parent them by yourself? How would a mother raise her male child/children without their father? And how does a father handle a female child without the wife’s input? And what about the dog, cat, and the bird, mowing the lawn, taking out the trash, paying the bills, reassuring each other in difficult times, which brings me to this as I’m typing – your spouse will not be there to help you deal with their own death. What do you think they’d say?

I could go on forever with this subject so let me stop here.

Death is a difficult and unwanted part of life that no one looks forward to it.

Z, I understand your tears and I thank you for allowing me to share part of your story.


About T. Anthony-Horton

If you know me, you are very much aware of how I truly enjoy writing - because after all - it is my thang. If you are unfamiliar with me, welcome to my wonderful word of me. I have one book published, "Office Antics & Sexual Liaisons", and I am actively working on the sequel. I humbly appreciate all who have purchased and read my 1st creation (even if you read it without purchasing, you have entered my mind and got a sense of my writing style). I always welcome all feedback; positive, negative, indifferent - doesn't matter - makes me a better and more conscientious writer - all I ask is that you not be disrespectful. I can be sarcastic, comical, sensitive, informative, and overly descriptive (lol) as I've been told. I'm cool with all that, and to those who are not into my style of prose, I get that too. I still have two other books in my head that should've been on paper a long time ago - what?! - I do have a life y'all! So stay tuned for the sequel, which is tentatively titled, "After the Antics". In the meantime, continue to follow my blog and tell someone about it. I love you for readin' my writin'. Peace!

10 responses »

  1. Tillie, this is such a real topic. I, unfortunately, have to think about it. Not for myself, but for my mother who is losing her husband. My step-father of 24 years and in our lives for 28, is dying & it SUCKS!!!!!! The death of a spouse is heart wrenching and watching a spouse go through the stages before the death, when they know it’s coming, is heart breaking and can take a toll on the mental and physical health.

    If I could take my mother’s pain away, I would. I cannot, but I’m there for her the best way I know how. I LOVE YOU MOM!

    And to the best step-father (& if you know me, you know I truly mean THE BEST), I thank you for sharing your love & your life with us.

    • Monica, I feel you. Death “sucks” big time and it truly is thee worst thing to see someone’s life slowly leave their once vibrant body. That’s how it was with my dad so I get it. Make sure you show your words to your mother – guaranteed to make her feel better. Thank you for responding. 🙂

  2. I have not lost a spouse nor have I lost my mother so I can’t say what it is like but I do know that yes we will all lose people in our lifetime in we will grieve and ask why but our comfort will come from the Lord and in his word so it may not seem that it is fear that God has a bigger plan and we may not always understand but he knows what’s best for us.

    • Hi Adrienne! Long time no hear from. I get what you’re saying, but not everyone will get comfort from the Lord because they may not share the same beliefs. So, what do you say to them (rhetorically asking)? No matter what we believe, we’ll still grieve just the same. I thank you for commenting, my girl! 🙂

  3. Tillie i loved reading your thoughts on Z and losing a spouse even though this is the one area i can honestly say i dont see myself having to deal with. I was about to say one subject i absolutely wont have to deal with but only God can give absolutes..

  4. I am so excited that you are writing again. I have thought about this topic recently because Tyrell ( my boyfriend) just had surgery on Friday. While I was in the waiting room, I began to think about what would I do if he doesn’t make it. Then I started thinking about my grandma. Since she no longer living I still think about her all the time. I miss hanging with her, just calling her, cooking and sitting on the porch with her. I have no clue what I would do if I lost anyone in my life. Death is apart of life but man it’s so hard to deal with it.

    • Hey Muriel! I’m excited that you are excited, and I’m happy that this topic touched a nerve in your spirit. No one knows exactly how they’re going to react so you’re not alone in that area. Continue to read and respond. I love you much 😊

  5. I loved reading this blog … part of the reason why I’m still mourning, crying, etc … Is because just as you stated: We have time invested … He’s a habit to me and I’m a habit to him. Somewhere along the line the routine was broken and I can’t get it back. I keep waking up without him just like I go to bed without him. We are creatures of habit you know I guess it’s safe to say he’s a hard habit to break especially when love is involved.


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