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Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Your Dying Spouse 54 - Strong and Fragile

We're linked with Messy Marriage's Wedded Wednesday, and 3D Lessons for Life.

Consider, oh caregiving spouse, the robin's egg.

A lovely shade of blue (and a Crayola colour1), the robin's egg is strong enough to carry a small and vulnerable life, but fragile enough for that new life to emerge.

There's a lesson here, and the lesson is for you.

You have to build an enormous strength to survive your spouse's Long Goodbye; there's no question about that. You have to carry your own emotions, and theirs, and deflect the assaults of your peace of mind - both unthinking and deliberate.

"Wow, you really don't get out much any more, do you?" Kind of hard to do when you're emptying bedpans.

"You mean you haven't seen the latest Hunger Games film?" No, but I've seen lots of x-ray films, and as horror stories, they're worse.

You've got to be tougher than Rambo, and less pervious to insult and injury than the Terminator.

But those can't define you, because one day the ordeal will end, and you'll have to be fragile.

There will be a new life opening within you, a small spark of hope that you may not want to recognize for a long time.

Nonetheless, it will be there, because the Lord promised that the Son would rise.

You can nurture this gentle murmur of the Almighty...simply by being open, being vulnerable. Being the egg that bore its burden, and can now crack.

How? You may well ask. You've crawled through your heart's Armageddon. How to you cradle a thin green shoot of grass? How do you protect a nestling?

It's hard, and it's simple.

There's only one step.

When you feel a smile coming, after the thundering tragedy, you'll resist it...out of misplaced respect (would he or she want you to frown forever?), but also out of fear.

Because the smile, when you let it come, the first few times, the first few hundred times, will be followed by welling tears, and choking sobs.

Let them tears come, because they are the lubricant for your eyes...without them, blinking would be painful.

They are the prerequisite to vision.

The vision of your journey, from heartache through steel strength through fragility and brokenness...and out to life, once again.

I can't be there with you. But I want to know that you can smile again.


  1. Your words are so beautiful, Andrew. What a wonderful treasure of memories you are leaving for your wife. I have not gone through what the two of you are experiencing but I am so encouraged by your attitude and faith. Do I think that every day you wake up with a smile on your face and never feel sad or depressed? I would be an idiot. You are human, you are REAL and you have shared that with all of us to let us know that even in the darkest times, when we can't carry ourselves, God will be there. He might not take it away but you will find Him beside you and even then He will carry you AND your wife. My help comes from the Lord who made heaven and earth! You know the Maker of the wind, Andrew! Rest in that hope today friend. Thank you for sharing at Beth's place today.

  2. Andrew, hope you will be making a book out of this series, friend. It would help so many.

  3. Gladness for mourning, peace for despair. May it be yours, and hers, today. Blessings.

  4. "I can't be there with you. But I want to know that you can smile again." What a beautiful post; loving words for us all...and for your loving wife, Barb, to treasure. Yes, one day she will be able to smile again; she may not want to...and it may take her a long time. But she will; and I can just see you looking down on her and smiling yourself. But, for now, you are together to trudge through the muck and messiness of this, knowing that you are doing it together...others may not have the right words to say; sometimes it IS hard to know what to say...but even those words will fade one day and she'll have new words to make her smile, memories and words...for one day she will read THESE WORDS you have written; perhaps she will share them with one who she feels needs them at that time...but for now...prayers continue!