Sunday, July 05, 2015

Remembering Allen

Wanted to share one of my favorite shots from when my late husband and I were "courting" in college. This was taken in probably 1974, and as he started jokingly to flail in a half-hearted attempt to escape my grasp, our friend Jean snapped this photo. Yeah - not letting this one get away! But he did get away from me through circumstances of an accident 15 years ago today. I still find myself getting weepy and out of sorts leading up to this anniversary without understanding why until I look at the calendar. Funny how our subconscious minds track these things. I used to go through the same thing leading up to Easter after my mother died, eventually making the connection that it was the special memories of her attached to that holiday that brought the emotional upheaval.

If I had not loved and been loved, I'd have no reason to weep. I'll take the tears that only come occasionally now, but I'll also laugh and smile at the memory of times like these, goofing off in a dorm room, holding on tight to a guy who had no intention of running, and who gave me and others so much during his time on this earth.

8 comments:

Olga Norris said...

Time is a strange beast: it telescopes amazingly. I am so sorry for your untimely loss, but am glad that you can both laugh and cry, and can enjoy remembering the fun times of youth. Ah the 70s!

The Inside Stori said...

I love your positive statement….havingloved and being loved!!! Loss is still so difficult to accept though…….

Living to work - working to live said...

Sheila - a lovely post. Sorry your love is no longer with you, but I am so glad that you loved and were loved in return.

Living to work - working to live said...

Sheila - what a lovely post. I am sorry for your loss but so glad that you loved and were loved in return. That is something to hang onto. Much love from this side of the pond.

Michele Matucheski said...

Hugs to you, Sheila.

Lucia Sasaki said...

Dear Sheila, thanks so much for your post.
I do love your personal ones!!
Forgive me please, but when I read 1974, I couldn't help thinking: Wow, I was 4 years old!
Beautiful picture. Although nowadays you weep your loss I think that it was worth that you live this beautiful love story until now. I believe strongly that love make us better.
Thanks for sharing!!

Chris said...

What a great photo and love story. Love the long hair! In 1974 I was graduating from college so I am not nearly as young as Lucia. Boy do I remember the 1970's. The guy I want with in college did try and did get away. He was a dirt bag anyways so no great loss on my part. I heard from him not that long ago and he wanted to see me again after not having contact for about 20 years. I did not answer the letter I got from him. It freaked me out since he has tracked me down. But I guess that is an easy thing to do with the Internet. The letter was asking for my forgiveness for his bad behavior. I did not want to start up anything with him again so I did not respond. And yes I did show it to my husband. Guess he's sorry about giving me up!

The Idaho Beauty said...

Thanks for all your sweet comments. Lucia, you young thing! Yes, love does make us stronger. Chris, did we somehow date the same dirtbag in the 70's? I've had that same thing happen to me although the guy waited longer than 20 years to try to re-insert himself into my life with apologies. We can laugh and maybe even feel a bit sorry for someone who did not have the luck we have had in finding a good guy.