Where’s the Joy? Solo, but not Alone

November 13

The last two weeks, I have felt alone. I’ve been fighting the urge to have what I call a Patti Pity Party. When it hits, I’m easily offended…I tend to back off from friendships…I get into a worse scenario mindset.

A circumstance arose in my house that took some effort and it became a mental and emotional challenge that took me by surprise. It’s been removed, all is good.

While I dealt with it, I had a positive attitude. God provided what I needed before I knew the need…He’s done that often as I’ve walked this path during Norm’s illness and after he passed. I was able to focus on what God provided, and less on the need.

The other night I lost my phone, which is found now, but while it was missing for several hours, I was out of contact. No way to find it. I couldn’t call anyone who has access to my location. I don’t know phone numbers even if I had access to a landline. I had plans to meet my sister, so I waited until she got off work. With her access, we found it.

The reality is that I’ve not been alone. I had lunch with friends, my kids and I went to play Scooby Doo Mini Golf, which Norm would have loved. My sister and I had pizza together and played a game.

Despite the reality, today I’ve struggled. And that’s okay, life has its ups and downs…My hope remains in Jesus Christ who has promised to never leave me nor forsake me.

Why do you say, O Jacob, and speak, O Israel, “My way is hidden from the Lord, and my right is disregarded by my God”? Have you not known? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He does not faint or grow weary; his understanding is unsearchable. He gives power to the faint, and to him who has no might he increases strength. Even youths shall faint and be weary, and young men shall fall exhausted; but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint. Isaiah 40:27-31

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Where’s the Joy? Solo, but not Alone

October 30

The color is popping in Tennessee. It looks like it will be a great year for color, with vibrant reds, oranges and yellows. I took a ride along the Foothills Parkway. Norm would have loved the colors this year.

I read an article about widows…I’m on that algorithm for Facebook now. It said that one of the most difficult challenges for widows is the loss of couples as friends. I will admit, sometimes it is awkward being with a couple. It’s bittersweet to be out with a couple, glad for them, but missing Norm. He could tell a story and get everyone laughing…I’m more quiet.

If you are part of a couple, take the time to invite the widow in your life out to dinner, or to an event. She may turn you down, but the offer will mean more than you know.

I am grateful for the couples in my life who continue to ask: Donna & Dan, Carol & Mark, Edna & Jim, Deb & Jamie, Darlene & Don, Elma & Wes, Sally & Chas, Janice & Bruce, Joyce & John, and my family, Katy & Dennis, Kim & Jason, Deb & Jim, and Julie & Brian. Thank you for caring enough to ask, even though it may be awkward.

I am thankful for the people who have stayed in my life, friends and family make it bearable.

I pray for the unction to do what needs to be done. I’m sorting, and sometimes…often, choose to zone out with social media instead.

I rejoice in the Lord who gives me hope. I miss Norm, but I will see him again. He is walking in the garden with the Lord, and I am still walking here, but one day…

But we do not want you to be uninformed, brothers, about those who are asleep, that you may not grieve as others do who have no hope.
For since we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so, through Jesus, God will bring with him those who have fallen asleep.
For this we declare to you by a word from the Lord, that we who are alive, who are left until the coming of the Lord, will not precede those who have fallen asleep.
For the Lord himself will descend from heaven with a cry of command, with the voice of an archangel, and with the sound of the trumpet of God. And the dead in Christ will rise first.
Then we who are alive, who are left, will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air, and so we will always be with the Lord.
Therefore encourage one another with these words. 1 Thessalonians 4:13-18

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Where’s the Joy? Solo, but not Alone

October 18

I feel like I’m finally getting my feet under me. I’m going through items in the house, some Norm’s, some mine, deciding what stays and what goes. I have teary days, and days where the memories bring more smiles than tears. I feel like I’m doing more than just surviving, baby steps, but moving forward.

I’m taking a class on prayer, specifically, the prayers that Jews pray. Today dealt with morning prayer. One aspect that stood out to me, being thankful for God providing breath for another day and that each day has a purpose, something He has prepared for me to do.

When it looked like Norm would survive, he began to talk to me about what he would do with the extra days that God might give him. He was excited about the possibilities. It was a joy to watch and hear.

Where’s the joy?

I am thankful for the life Norm and I had together. His wisdom, encouragement, laughter enabled me to accomplish more than I ever thought possible.

I pray for wisdom as I step out of survival mode and look for those things that God has for me to do.

I rejoice in God who never leaves us desolate.

But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ—by grace you have been saved—and raised us up with him and seated us with him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, so that in the coming ages he might show the immeasurable riches of his grace in kindness toward us in Christ Jesus.
For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, not a result of works, so that no one may boast.
For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them. Ephesians 2:4-10

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Where’s the Joy? Solo, but not Alone

October 11

Being a widow is a wild ride. Sometimes my life seems stable and I’m moving on, and then a week like this one hits, and I’m sobbing myself to sleep every night. Regrets cloud my mind, I keep thinking of what I could have done…should have done…but those opportunities no longer exist.

At these times, I know I need to extend grace to myself so that the regrets don’t take over and leave me frozen, unable to do those things that are necessary. I’m finding myself in the tension of wanting to isolate and the need to be with people so that I don’t just vegetate in front of the TV and cry.

Today, my nephew joined me for lunch and we talked about cars. I shared about Norm and his mustang, which I scraped once trying to get it out of the garage. We talked about how it was actually Norm’s turn for a new vehicle. He wanted a newer Ford Ranger with a full cab. Then he thought about the back roads and mountain trails, on which he would not want to take a brand new truck, so then he decided his current Ranger worked just fine. He considered a Maverick for a while, but again, it wouldn’t be good for his traveling plans.

While we spoke, a thought hit me. I got my Crosstrek just before we really started the investigation into his illness. I think he knew then that something was seriously wrong. One of his last actions for me was to negotiate the price of the car. He did his best to provide for my life after his passing.

Today at church we sang a song about God’s love, apparent even in the middle of trials. During Norm’s treatment, he once said that through the pain and dealing with the uncertain future, one thing the Lord gave him was assurance of God’s love. That in the midst of it all, he was more sure of the love of God than he had ever been. He knew beyond a doubt that whatever happened, God loved him.

Where’s the joy?

I am thankful for the love that Norm and I had for each other. We had a good life together, and raised three great kids.

I pray for wisdom as I walk this road without him. It’s not easy, but God remains faithful.

I rejoice in the love that God has for each one of us. He cares far more than we realize.

Where’s the joy? It comes in trusting the Lord God who wants the best for us.

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Where’s the Joy? Solo but not Alone

October 5

Last night I pulled the covers over my head and cried…praying that I could just wake up from this nightmare and have Norm still here, alive, laughing, sharing trip plans…but, it is what it is.

It is what it is…Norm’s least favorite tautology. He said it sounded fatalistic, like I had given up. But I see it as a phrase of acceptance. There are things we cannot change, and wallowing in self pity or anger doesn’t accomplish anything except misery. But acceptance allows me to trust God, who works all things for good, even when I don’t immediately see it.

I have had a great week visiting family and friends. I traveled to Ohio, played cards with my brother and talked about a trip to Norway. I had dinner with my high school friends, and breakfast with friends from Cincinnati, catching up on our lives and sharing memories. I traveled to Cleveland with my sisters and went to the Yankee Peddler Festival, which I first attended with Norm and his mom. That was my first introduction to a Hammered Dulcimer, which Norm bought for me. Then I drove on to Clifton Park NY, spending time with friends from our 20 years there. I totally enjoyed the trip.

On the way back, I drove to Waterrock Knob where we spread Norm’s ashes. I didn’t stay long, it was a bit rainy and a lot of people were there, all the picnic tables were occupied. The GPS took me back home along the Blue Ridge Parkway, it should be in full color in the next two weeks. It’s a beautiful drive. Norm and I had planned a Maine to Tennessee trip to try to catch the peak colors all along the way…I’d still like to do it.

Where’s the joy?

I am thankful that I am able to travel and have family and friends to visit.

I pray for continued wisdom as I make choices for my life going forward.

I rejoice in the love of God, who sent Jesus to demonstrate just how much God loves us.

Where’s the joy? God has blessed me with friends who span all the days of my life. They give me joy.

For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 8:38-39

Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words.
And he who searches hearts knows what is the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints according to the will of God.
And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose. Romans 8:26-28

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Where’s the Joy? Solo, but not Alone

September 20

In Girl Scouts, we used to sing: “Make new friends, but keep the old. One is silver and the other’s gold.”

In the last few months, some friends from before Norm have reached out to me. The latest is a mentor from my single days. When I moved to Florida, she accepted me, encouraged me, and challenged me. One day when I faced a major decision, she handed me a slip of paper with just one sentence on it, “Consider your calling.” That paper is still among my important cards and notes I’ve collected over the years.

Now, as I’m facing a future of decisions, again on my own, those words continue to challenge me to consider what I have been called to do and why I am still on earth. Thank you for your faithfulness Dorothy.

Over the next few weeks, I’ll be connecting with friends from my past. I’ll get together with friends from elementary and high school, those with whom I ate lunch, had slumber parties, went to ball games, until graduation. Then we went our separate ways, until about 10 years ago, Ann decided to get us all together. What a blessing!

I’ll also see friends with whom I shared those first challenges of motherhood. I still remember Pat and I watching our oldest playing together at about a year old, and saying how far away kindergarten seemed to be, not realizing how fast that time would pass.

I’m also planning to see those friends when I began to develop as a Bible study leader. They were sometimes my guinea pigs for the studies I wrote. We worshipped, prayed and cried together. We faced a number of challenges in those years. They gave wise counsel as my kids hit the teen-age years. I try to do a one on one with a couple of the ladies when I head to NY. I’ll go to the ladies bible study and see more of them, but it’s hard to do a real conversation with a big group.

It’s odd that the connections I have from college are mostly friends I met after college. I say that, because Norm had no friends from his high school, but a good group from college. Again, Deb decided to arrange for them to get together after Covid. The Matterhorn group came to encourage and visit Norm in his struggle. They’ve made sure to make me feel welcome in the group even after Norm’s death.

All through my life, there have been friends who have made me feel seen. Some for a brief time, and others continue through today. I’ve made some new friends since the passing of Norm. I’ve reconnected with others. Facebook can be useful for the reconnection, but it’s only a start.

As Dorothy’s note had said, “Consider your calling.” The calling has expanded from teaching, to writing, and part of that writing is the challenge of writing notes of encouragement to the people who have played a big part in my life. I did send out a Christmas letter last year, wanting to let people know about Norm, but like Facebook, it’s only a start. Some people don’t like Christmas letters, but I do love reading all the things going on in the lives of people I’ve known.

I feel a need to connect, actually I’m feeling a call to be one who encourages and challenges others…those from my past, those in my life now, and those who will be placed in my sphere of influence in the future. It’s not a new call, it arises periodically in my life…I act on it for awhile and then I get distracted from it…sometimes overwhelmed with it…

Where’s the joy?

I am thankful that I am still able to travel and connect with friends from my past. It is fun to remember and laugh together.

I pray for wisdom as I continue to walk the path God has laid out before me.

I rejoice in the God of my salvation, who values that we have good relationships with the people around us.

Where’s the joy? I find it in my friends and in my family.

And he said to him, “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.
This is the great and first commandment. And a second is like it: You shall love your neighbor as yourself.
On these two commandments depend all the Law and the Prophets.” Matthew 22:37-40

Beloved, let us love one another, for love is from God, and whoever loves has been born of God and knows God. Anyone who does not love does not know God, because God is love.
In this the love of God was made manifest among us, that God sent his only Son into the world, so that we might live through him.
In this is love, not that we have loved God but that he loved us and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins.
Beloved, if God so loved us, we also ought to love one another.
No one has ever seen God; if we love one another, God abides in us and his love is perfected in us. 1 John 4:7-12

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Where’s the Joy? Solo, But not Alone

September 12

This week has been tough with lots of tears.

I started the week returning from Virginia. I decided to take the Skyline Drive. Norm and I camped there pre-kids and have taken it several times in our travels.

One of my favorite…memorable… memories was our hike on Bear Fence Mountain. I passed it on my way through, decided not to revisit it.

40+ years ago, Norm and I took off from the trailhead parking. We considered that the name meant we might run into bears, in our ignorance trying to be quiet as we hiked…for black bears, more noise is better. The panoramic view at the top was amazing, summer green trees and a view that went on for miles. We had a small picnic and decided to head back.

Norm said, “Let’s not go the way we came. I think there is a loop trail back to the trailhead.” And he shimmied down the backside of the rock we sat on. I followed and found myself on a ledge, backed up to the mountain side, facing a massive drop.

Now, in my memory, that ledge was only as wide as my feet and the drop I faced would have me falling and being pierced by pine trees…way below where I stood. I froze, wondering how Norm would explain the falling death of his wife.

Norm did eventually turn around and call to me, wondering why I had stopped there to admire the awesome view.

Obviously I made it off the mountain. One step at a time, I inched my way off the ledge and followed Norm.

I’ve really missed holding Norm’s hands this week. It’s funny how the small things hit hard.

God knew what I needed. Today, two small hands reached out for mine.

Where’s the joy?

I am thankful for the days Norm and I walked hand in hand, the special days, the normal days, and scary days, and the last days in the hospital.

I pray for God’s guidance as I continue to travel this road without Norm.

I rejoice that God knows exactly what I need.

Where’s the joy? The memories with Norm and the future memories that will be made with my kids and grands.

1 I don’t know about tomorrow,
I just live from day to day.
I don’t borrow from its sunshine,
For its skies may turn to gray.
I don’t worry o’er the future,
For I know what Jesus said,
And today I’ll walk beside Him,
For He knows what is ahead.

Refrain:
Many things about tomorrow,
I don’t seem to understand;
But I know who holds tomorrow,
And I know who holds my hand.

2 Every step is getting brighter,
As the golden stairs I climb;
Every burden’s getting lighter;
Every cloud is silver lined.
There the sun is always shining,
There no tear will dim the eye,
At the ending of the rainbow,
Where the mountains touch the sky. [Refrain]

3 I don’t know about tomorrow,
It may bring me poverty;
But the one who feeds the sparrow,
Is the one who stands by me.
And the path that be my portion,
May be through the flame or flood,
But His presence goes before me,
And I’m covered with His blood. [Refrain]

by Ira Stanhill

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Where’s the Joy? Solo, but not Alone

September 6

I’m adjusting. I’m trying to get into a rhythm of life that feels normal. Some rhythm is back, weekly Bible study, exercise, meeting with friends.

I’m also challenging myself. I’m continuing classes in Hebrew…I can read it and sometimes even understand it. I tried out for a local choir, a long shot because I haven’t really sung since before Norm’s illness. I didn’t make it, but that’s okay. They were very encouraging. On the way to the try-out, I put it in the Lord’s hands. If this would be too much for me to add, don’t let me make it past this try-out.

I pulled out my guitar, from since before Norm’s illness…and led some ladies in worship. I’m a bit rusty, but that’s okay.

This week I visited Norm’s brother to attend his daughter’s baby shower. Watching and listening to Brian overwhelmed me. He used to be called “Little Norm”…there’s a reason for that. The tone inflections, the facial expressions, the intensity, the arm movements as he tells stories…just like Norm.

Brian came when we spread Norm’s ashes. Sawyer, my grandson, came to me and whispered, “Poppop is here. He’s upstairs in the rocking chair.” He knew something was different, and that Poppop should not be there. Like me, he wanted it to be true, that the loss is just a bad dream.

Unexpected grief just appears and overwhelms without warning. There is still that part of me that doesn’t like to cry in front of others. But there are times they just pour out and can’t be stopped. Today is one of those days.

Where’s the joy?

I am thankful for the years I had with Norm. Seeing Norm reflected in Brian brings happy memories, just sorrow that Norm is no longer telling the stories to me.

I pray for courage as I continue on this path and wisdom for decisions yet to be made.

I rejoice in the faithfulness to God, that He gives joy in sorrow, hope in despair, and light in the darkness.

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; you anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever. Psalm 23

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Where’s the Joy? Solo, but not Alone

August 19

I thought I was doing pretty good. I’m getting used to not having Norm around, not liking it, but getting used to it.

But the last few weeks, I’ve felt weird. That’s the only word to describe it. I’ve struggled with a lack of focus. I forgot to attend two classes this week. I missed having fun with my sister because I left too late, and she was time constrained. I’ve wasted hours on mindless games and media scrolling.

As I’ve struggled to figure out why I felt weird, I thought it might have to do with a busy month ahead or starting up a Bible study again, or possibly depression.

Yesterday, I went to the doctor for a checkup. As I prepared, I thought about all those questions they ask now that I’m older…and answering honestly would lead to a question of depression. All of a sudden, I received insight…

Two years ago at this time, I had a doctor’s appointment. I told her that my numbers would be off because I felt stressed, Norm was experiencing a lack of sleep and his body itched all over. She asked what tests had been ordered, none, his doctor wouldn’t see him while he was running a fever. I asked if she was taking new patients. She agreed to see him, and her intervention gave me a few extra months with Norm.

My subconscious and my emotions were responding to an anniversary of everything hitting the fan and changing the direction of my life forever. The uncertainty, the lack of focus, all subconscious responses before my brain caught up and understood. It reminds me of how the week before my period, I was short-tempered and emotional. I’d snap at Norm or one of the kids, and then all of a sudden, I’d realize what it was and calm down.

I’m hoping this is the same, now that I know the cause of the weird feeling, I can relax a bit. I’m under no illusions, the next 7 months will be difficult, perhaps more difficult than last year. The shock of Norm’s loss and the accompanying adrenaline is gone. Now, I’m aware. I can walk this path one day at a time, because God is with me and He will not leave me.

Where’s the joy?

I am thankful that I don’t walk this path alone. I have friends who have walked this road before me. I have others who have not had the experience, but still encourage and walk with me.

I pray for wisdom, I need it for direction, for decisions, for interactions with others.

I rejoice that God is always faithful and knows what is coming.

Where’s the joy? Right now I’m content, and I’m good with that.

Preserve me, O God, for in you I take refuge. I say to the Lord, “You are my Lord; I have no good apart from you.” As for the saints in the land, they are the excellent ones, in whom is all my delight. The sorrows of those who run after another god shall multiply; their drink offerings of blood I will not pour out or take their names on my lips. The Lord is my chosen portion and my cup; you hold my lot. The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance. I bless the Lord who gives me counsel; in the night also my heart instructs me. I have set the Lord always before me; because he is at my right hand, I shall not be shaken. Therefore my heart is glad, and my whole being rejoices; my flesh also dwells secure. For you will not abandon my soul to Sheol, or let your holy one see corruption. You make known to me the path of life; in your presence there is fullness of joy; at your right hand are pleasures forevermore. Psalm 16

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Where’s the Joy? Solo, but not alone

August 14

Today while I was out, I heard a song, “Ain’t no mountain high enough…to keep me from getting to you”. I cried because there is no way for me to get to Norm without dying and that is not what God has planned for me at this time.

This is a weird existence. Living without Norm means that I’m the decision maker for this household of one. Any decision I make or don’t make, the consequences are mine. I miss Norm’s wisdom.

I am struggling. I didn’t expect to have days where I find myself unable to do anything profitable. I feel frozen in time…but time continues to pass and then I’m rushing to finish what needs to be done. To be honest, procrastination has been a life long problem but now I can blame it on widowhood…

I had planned to get a lot done around the house this month since I have fewer commitments. September will be busy and then the holidays are just around the corner. Tomorrow is a new day to try again.

Where’s the joy?

I am thankful for each new day, for each day is a chance to do better, to be nicer, to move forward.

I pray for wisdom as I make decisions, and also for the gumption to do what needs to be done.

I rejoice that God has me in the palm of His hand and will not drop me.

Where’s the joy? I read a quote from Oswald Chambers, “Let memory have its way. It is a minister of God.” Not sure what it means, but I know that my memories of Norm are good ones and mostly make me smile.

Praise the Lord! I will give thanks to the Lord with my whole heart, in the company of the upright, in the congregation. Great are the works of the Lord, studied by all who delight in them. Full of splendor and majesty is his work, and his righteousness endures forever. He has caused his wondrous works to be remembered; the Lord is gracious and merciful. He provides food for those who fear him; he remembers his covenant forever. He has shown his people the power of his works, in giving them the inheritance of the nations. The works of his hands are faithful and just; all his precepts are trustworthy; they are established forever and ever, to be performed with faithfulness and uprightness. He sent redemption to his people; he has commanded his covenant forever. Holy and awesome is his name! The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom; all those who practice it have a good understanding. His praise endures forever! Psalm 111:1-10

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