Marital Status

This morning I am pondering the question my adopted granddaughter asked me last night. “Besta, (Norwegian for Grandma) are you still married now that Virgil died?”

I hadn’t really thought about it. I answered, “I don’t think so.

Then, for the first time, I used the word “widow”. I said, “I guess I am a widow now”.

This grandchild immediately reacted with alarm, “That sounds sad and negative”.

Her words stirred a passion within me. I determined at that very moment that “No way will sad and negative be descriptive of who I am becoming.”

Among the plethora of new things that I am beginning to process, is the choosing of a new category when asked to designate marital status.

But, more importantly, how will I be perceived by this granddaughter that doesn’t miss anything as she watches my life.

I am grateful for her question. I am grateful for all her questions. They keep me cognizant that I am being watched.  My talk needs to be translated into my walk for me to be authentic in her eyes.

I look forward to disempowering any label that limits my new journey.


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5 Responses to Marital Status

  1. Suzan Braun says:

    Thank you Roslyn—this is a powerful, thought provoking statement for all of us.


  2. rstaples2013 says:

    Thank you, Susan. You are already living this!

  3. Wally says:

    Jesus loves the Widows and orphans, I do TOOOOO

  4. Jan Whittow says:

    Thanks for sharing this new journey with us. We all continue to learn from you, Roselyn.

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