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Deeply, Genuinely Happy

Posted on: May 10, 2022 | Posted by: Emma Pearson

Main image by Nathan Dumlao on Unsplash

It’s not the kind of thing that we go around saying, is it? At least not the Brits. At least not most Western Europeans. And at least not on a regular, ongoing basis.

Sure – we hear people say it, we might say it ourselves, when something specific and grandiose happens. We might extol, “I am soooooo happy”, if, for example, we…

…get invited on a date by an iconic heartthrob (god forbid)

…pass our exams with flying colours

…get into the university of our choice

…get a job offer at an organisation that inspires us

…win a cool project

…get pregnant

…have a baby, or another, and another

…hear of similar things happening to those most near and dear to us.

But not, perhaps, on a random Sunday afternoon.

And most definitely not when your recent life is littered with painful losses.

But I am happy.

Genuinely happy.

Deeply happy.

Deeply and genuinely happy.

At least, I was yesterday, on a typical Sunday afternoon.

I was, too, on the typical Saturday preceding it.

And I am today on a not-quite-so-typical Monday.

It was a sweet moment. Medjool and I were having a celebratory weekend doing our usual weekend stuff (plus a few extras to make it feel more birthday-ish).

And there, sitting outside, feeling the sun on my skin, Medjool’s body’s warmth next to me, I said it.

“You know what – I am truly happy. I am deeply and genuinely happy. Despite it all, I am happy”.

I started to explain. I started to add the caveats. But he gently cut me off with knowing sounds.

I don’t need to add the caveats with Medjool. He knows that they are there anyway. Always.

That my life is a tapestry of both-ands, bitters and sweets, joys and pains. And to express my glee, my happiness in the moment, just means I am happy. There and then. Here and now.

It doesn’t mean that I’ve used a magic Etch-a-Sketch to wipe out the recent years. The hurts, the pains, the losses are all still there. Deeply there.

But sometimes there’s more luscious happiness too.

Sometimes the Etch-a-Sketch is in technicolour.

I feel lucky to know this feeling of being happy consistently again. I have been lucky enough to spend many of my 5 ½ decades being happy. I realise that that is not every person’s experience in life. I seem to have a higher set-point for happiness than many people. Being at point 7 on the Enneagram probably helps. I like to believe that my 7 gives me a shortcut to fonts of joy and gratitude!

And so to the caveat – lest anyone, let alone I – might believe that, “Well – all good now. Grief over. Done”. Nah.

I am not so naïve. And weird as it sounds, I wouldn’t want it any other way. I am not yet quite sure why not. I need to noodle it over further. I don’t want to simplify something complex. I think it is about wanting to honour what is deeply part of me, my life, my history.

It is not just about being in new relationship – though for sure that helps – not because it’s a relationship, but because the relationship is top quality.

Yes – I would still prefer my old life back, in heartbeat, and Medjool knows it. If Mike and Julia walked back into my life, it is Medjool I would separate from. And he knows that too. Not that we talk about it. He just knows.

And I am with him. Happily. Genuinely and deeply happily.

I have a good life. I know I have a good life. A beautiful life.

I have become capable of allowing in more happiness. Letting it in, letting it grow and flourish. Alongside the sadness.

Gratitude with the grief. Love with the loss.

Bittersweet. And beautiful.

Photo by Ja San Miguel on Unsplash

Categories: Child Loss, Widowed, Widowed and Healing, Widowed and New Love, Widowed Emotions, Widowed by Illness, Multiple Losses

About Emma Pearson

My life is a whirling mix of swishy strands, dark and glowing brightly, rough and silky smooth – all attempting to be seen, felt and integrated at once. Here are some of my themes.

I am British and now recently also French (because of Brexit), and I have lived in France for the past 21 years. I am 54 and sometimes feel to be an “older widow”, and yet I feel so young. I lost my best male friend Don to bowel cancer in September 2015, my brother Edward to glioblastoma in January 2016, my husband Mike to pancreatic cancer in April 2017, and my sweet youngest child, Julia, to grief-related suicide, in July 2019. And I met a new love (let’s call him Medjool, after my favourite kind of date), off one single meeting on a dating website. Our relationship has exploded into blossom as of June 2019.

I am widowed and I am in a new relationship. I have lost a best friend, a sweet brother, a beloved husband and a precious child, and I still have both parents who are alive and well. I live my days with my grief wrapped in love and my love wrapped in grief. I no longer even try to make sense of anything. I just hope to keep on loving and living for as long as I can, while grieving the losses of loves that are no longer breathing by my side.

I suspect my writing here will be a complex mish-mash of love and sorrow. I also write on http://www.widowingemptynests.com/.

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