My husband, Abe suffered from a brain tumor. He was sick for thirteen years. I was his caregiver. Lowell’s wife, Tina, suffered from MS. Lowell was her caregiver. Lowell and I were both widowed when we met on Yahoo personals. We had a lot in common. We have been together for almost six years now.
I have two grandchildren and Lowell has four grandchildren. His youngest, Liam, hadn’t been born when this poem was written, but we knew he was on the way.
This is a poem that I wrote for Lowell and myself the first Christmas we were together:
Merry Christmas To Us
It was a year since Abe died and now Mother had passed
And I tried to be happy and keep my sadness all masked.
Then I wondered if maybe I could find a new life
Cause I was having such a hard time not being a wife.
Then I found a man who was even more sad.
He had lost Tina just a year after he had lost his dear Dad.
We had so much in common-caregivers we’d been.
And he made me laugh more than I had in I don’t know when.
He took me to places that I’d never been around
Like DC and Vegas and Memphis and E-town.
Every weekend we watched as my new house was built.
I found a new love and I found it without guilt.
We had our first true-loves and they will always be first,
We survived losing them and we lived through the worst.
Now we are happy as we make our fresh starts
And we take Abe and Tina along in our hearts.
There are five little kids who keep us laughing and young
And soon there’ll be six when the new baby comes.
So Merry Christmas to us as our families have grown,
And Happy New Year to us- we’re no longer alone.
I love you, Lowell. Brenda