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Lonely Hearts...

By Carolina Sonshine on 04/12/13 22:36
Charlotte Observer

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I walked past her table on the way to wash my hands…she was sitting alone, enjoying a personal-sized pizza and a small yellow bag of Lay’s Classic potato chips. The combination made me smile, because it was something I would do, and definitely something my Grandma would have done…

When I returned from the restroom and found our table, she and John were chatting amicably over the top of the dividing wall…

She glanced at me and then proceeded to apologize for talking to my husband, which of course caused me to laugh…

“Believe me; I’m more than happy to share him with you!”

Her expression darkened briefly, like a cloud had drifted across the mid-day sun… “I get real lonely sometimes; my husband died December a year ago.”

She watched as John blessed our lunch, and then wondered aloud how people survive this life without a foundation of faith…

Over the next hour, we talked about our beliefs; of how hard it is to lose those we love so much (her husband, our son, my grandparents); her children (3, all living close by) and grandchildren (9, scattered all around); how grief sneaks up on you when you think you’re doing fine (her kids don’t have patience with her ‘hard days’ anymore); what we do for a living (whatever we can these days); gardening (she can’t anymore due to shakes and tremors); the horrible poison ivy rash on my arms (courtesy of the hairy vine hiding in my nemesis, honeysuckle); the fine quality of the food at the restaurant where we were dining, and so on…

I’m not sure why John chose that particular table, since he usually selects a spot as far away as possible from other people, but something pulled him in her direction.

And who knows what made her decide to speak to him; she was carefully dressed, whereas John and I were wearing our standard, grubby “project renovation” attire…

Maybe those of us walking through the valley of shadows and sorrow inevitably sense the unseen, unspoken weight of loss in others…

Whatever the reason, hopefully she felt less alone, if only for that little while. I know we certainly did…

“Whatever happens, do not lose hold of the two main ropes of life-hope and faith.” -Unknown

Wishing you many blessings…tg

Tammy will update her blog twice weekly…

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