Humor. It’s the thing that always got me by in life. The love of my life was my husband. I like to say I married him because he made laugh, but even with that truth, it was so much more than that. With my Puppy, I learned the true definition of what unconditional love meant – something I’d never experienced in my life prior to him.
Until I met my husband, no other man could make me laugh like he did. In fact, laughter was my own avenue through life. Being a self-conscious child, teen and young adult, I made it my business to be a funny girl because laughter could mask so many scars and aches.
I felt my flaws as I grew and I learned from a young age that if I could make people laugh with me it may deter them from laughing at me.
As the years passed and I learned how to grow my self-esteem and make myself proud of myself, I no longer worried about being laughed at. And as I came into myself, I learned I was actually quite funny and that I no longer had to use humor to make up for what I felt were my shortcomings and flaws.
I was the funny one in my circles. I think in most of my romantic relationships it was my good sense of humor that attracted people to me. And deep down inside, no matter people’s issues, they love to laugh. But it was always me creating the laughter in all my romantic relationships; it was as though I always got involved with men who were somewhat broken in some sense of their lives, despite their profession or standing in society. My attraction to wanting to fix people followed me through my childhood, always feeling I could help my father win back my mother so he wouldn’t feel so broken. But that was until I met my husband. The first man in my life who could make me laugh and didn’t need fixing.
Other than some good times and particular incidents that were funny in other relationships, I hadn’t experienced laughter daily until I met my Puppy. Even when something had brought me down, my hubby would always remind me of the brighter side of life. Sure he had his share of ups and downs in life like anyone else, but he had a special way of getting through and past things without harboring his wounds.
My Puppy was the first true love of my life. He loved me through all my war wounds unconditionally. We laughed our way through a most beautiful life together until god put a stop to it and took him for himself. Grief is an extension of love. The more you loved, the more you will grieve. The hardest part about grief is learning exactly how to live with it. 💔
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I recently did a podcast interview with Rebecca Budd of Tea Toast & Trivia. She wanted to discuss with me the day-to -day things a griever encounters, how and what do people say to a griever, and more. Please join us and listen in on our conversation, and please feel free to leave your thoughts.
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Welcome to Tea, Toast and Trivia
Thank you for listening in
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I am your host Rebecca Budd, and I look forward to sharing this moment with you.
I am delighted that blogger, non-fiction writer, memoir author and podcaster, Debby Gies and I are connecting Toronto and Vancouver, Canada.
Debby is a Canadian author, writing under the pen name of D.G. Kaye. She writes about real life and the events that she has had to navigate through and overcome. Her intent is to inspire others by sharing her stories and the lessons that have come along with them.
In her podcast “Grief – The Real Talk”, Debbie speaks from the heart and from personal experience. She takes listeners through the painful journey of her grief after losing the love of her life, sharing her observations about the changes that occur during the grieving process.
I invite you to put the kettle on and add to this profound and moving conversation on Tea Toast & Trivia.
Thank you for joining Debby and me on Tea Toast & Trivia.
And a special thank you, Debby, for sharing your insights on grieving. Losing a loved one is an inevitable part of life. It is a deeply emotional and challenging experience that requires careful consideration.
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