Followers of my Twitter or Facebook (or people who just know Bec) are likely aware that I was without my wife for almost all of last week. She was leading at a kids camp, and so I was left without my wife for the longest period of time since we were married.
It didn’t go how I expected. To be really honest in some ways I’d been kind of looking forward to a bit of space, a chance to just chill out, and not be around Bec all the time. But what happened felt very different. There wasn’t anything specific that was different, and it wasn’t like there was much that I was doing that I would have done differently, but it was just this nagging feeling that life was out of rhythm. Just that life wasn’t quite right – not the way things should be.
I was chatting with Paul about it on the Thursday, and he hit me with a bit of a stunner. He highlighted just how difficult it must be when a spouse of 25+ years passes away. I can’t imagine.