Me, alone. Life after loss.
~ Swedish Proverb
For both of us, ours was a second marriage; I was 46, Errol 40. It was 1987, he had been my neighbor and friend since 1979. We cared deeply about each other, we had dated since 1984.
Not a young love, ours, but we certainly had our wild moments, trips to Mexico where we leased a piece of land on a cliff overlooking the ocean, rode horses down steep trails, and drank margaritas in Ensenada. Later, sailing our boat on the Pacific, to Catalina Island or just up and down the coast, catching barracudas and making out as if the entire Pacific was our playground.
Not a young love, ours, but we certainly had our wild moments, trips to Mexico where we leased a piece of land on a cliff overlooking the ocean, rode horses down steep trails, and drank margaritas in Ensenada. Later, sailing our boat on the Pacific, to Catalina Island or just up and down the coast, catching barracudas and making out as if the entire Pacific was our playground.
We were very different; early on we had many fights, but then we learned how not to and how to work things out instead. Looking back, I am amazed at how different we were. But we made it work, we really did. We didn't play games, we didn't lie, cheat, or do anything to hurt each other. Most importantly we never tried to change each other. A huge benefit of having married later in life, I think.
In the emergency room at UCLA, Errol told everyone that I was his rock. As he was mine. I don't have that now, but I am not without courage, I am not afraid of being alone. I have a good life now, I live in a place I love, I have good and caring friends, even made some new ones.
And I live with my two furry and delightful clowns.
But still, how I wish you were here....
And I live with my two furry and delightful clowns.
But still, how I wish you were here....
sweet,sweet post dear
ReplyDeleteWhat a great photo of you with the horse, and how romantic and fun that must have been going up and down the Pacific coast! Thanks for sharing such tender moments, Inger. You have good memories with Errol. That's always nice to have.
ReplyDeleteOnce again...this made me emotional. I know he is reading this from somewhere. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteA good marriage with a good partner makes for a good life.
ReplyDeleteYou looked happy, a sure sign that your marriage was a good one.
ReplyDeleteOur furry friends are great companions. I'm so glad that you found love and had a good relationship with Errol.
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Hi Inger - wonderful photos of you then ... and the thought of that Mexico period is so endearing and so much fun ... love the way you tell it. You were lucky to find true love and Marriage ... and I'm so happy it was reasonably long and you had the early period of friendship beforehand ... now with Memories of your Marriage and your beloved four-footers ... take care and cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteOh, this makes me happy.... such wonderful memories you have. To marry your best friend, your "Rock" is what other people only dream of Inger. You were blessed, it did not last long enough, that is for sure but you will find peace and I can see with every blog post you are getting there. I admire your strength.A love like that is rare. xo
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Hugs lots of them xo B
so glad you included the photos. i like seeing you back then. you had a wonderful life together and i think getting married at that age works so much better because we were not young and foolish which my first marriage was. we were the reverse of you, in 84 bob was 48 and i was 40 and we are different also... we learned to love the parts we love and put up with the part we don't..
ReplyDeleteSo many happy memories.
ReplyDeleteYou really are an inspiration to so many people.
Like D. G., I love the first photo. To sail along the Pacific Coast as newly weds sounds so romantic. The seeds of our strength are sown by those we love. Their sculpting influence propels us through the darkness without them as we have grown stronger through our experiences with them. May each day bring you some moment of beauty.
ReplyDeleteYou were beautiful then--& STILL ARE!!
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like you both made the very best use of the time you had together and a lot of that was fun. Different makes for interesting most of the time and is certainly not boring.
ReplyDeleteSounds like you both respected each other very much and therefore made your relationship into a true loving partnership, Inger.
ReplyDeleteAll the above bloggers say it all. You both were blessed with love and joy.
ReplyDeleteWonderful post, Inger. I love the pictures too! I can imagine how much you miss your husband. My wife, Becca, and I are also very different. I'm 9 years older than Becca, so naturally it would seem likely that I will pass first, but we all know there is no guarantee of that. There's not many things I fear or dread in life, but the thought of living longer than her makes me a little anxious. God is good, though, and He will help each of us find our way in this life. Take care! ~Jeff
ReplyDeleteThis was very heartfelt. I am glad that you guys had the years together that you had. Sometimes we have to wait to find our soulmates. I am glad that you found yours! I love those pictures of you at a younger time!
ReplyDeleteWhat a heartfelt tribute to your sweet husband. Blessings to you, my friend.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful post, Inger! So many happy memories!
ReplyDeleteLove the pictures too!
Oh how glam you are!
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