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The “Spare Key Theory”

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I have read a few varying explanations of The Spare Key Theory. The theory came across my social media sometime, probably because I was reading / finding songs / looking for relatable stories about losing your mother. I’ll add one of the explanations below, but one interpretation I like is: A spare key is the access you choose to give a specific someone(s) who 1) you trust and have a faith will help you in an emergency, 2) you trust to have unsupervised access to your personal private space, 3) essentially, you choose to be vulnerable to. I consider this theory when I think of the different ways I share personal, intimate, painful feeling with, in regards to my widowhood, grief, losing my Mom and the subsequent life without her, the often confusing experience navigating various intersections of my identity, the challenge of sorting through Lynn and my Mom’s (and my own) things. I give a spare key out selectively (I’m sure we all do), and ONLY to certain “rooms” in the home of my life. (Trying to stick with the whole key theme…)

While it is completely normal to me now, I am constantly amazed and beyond grateful to have my widow crew. It is amazing that in the moments when the grief hits hard, or a song’s lyrics stuns me with how well it articulates the “widow experience,” I comfortably share every little feeling I have with this crew. The support and love is immediate, and the shared sentiment means everything. It helps and is so comforting to know that I have happily and comfortably given my amazing friends access to my “widow room,” which very few people can relate to being in. I do appreciate being able to open up to others about the “widow experience” to non-widows, but I admit the “access” and willingness to be vulnerable is different. I will open the door and invite them in, show them around and give them a tour. But it’s my fellow Widow Warriors that have my Spare Key, and have proven over and over that they will show up in an emergency.
(I cannot find who is the author of this. If anyone knows, please let me know, and I will give them credit.)
A spare key is for emergencies.
For when you’re locked out.
For when you don’t know what you’re doing and need someone to let you back in.Losing my mum didn’t just mean losing her.
It meant losing my spare key to life.The person who knew what to say when I messed up.
Who could calm me down in one sentence.
Who’d remind me who I was when I forgot.

Now when things go wrong, there’s no backup.
No quiet rescue.
No one who remembers every version of me and loves me anyway.

I still cope.
I still show up.
But I do it knowing there’s no one coming to unlock the door if I break.

That’s what grief really is.
Not sadness.
Responsibility.

If you’ve lost the one person who made the world feel safer,
if you’ve learned to survive without a safety net,
if you feel strong but secretly exhausted—

I see you.
You’re not dramatic.
You’re living without a spare key.

About Grace Villafuerte

Grace Villafuerte’s long time partner passed away in late 2014 and she has attended and presented at many Camp Widow events. She has worked in Social Services in Sonoma County for 28 years, is a SAGE trainer, and works closely with older adults - many in the LGBT community. Most of her professional and non-professional life is filled with participating in and organizing LGBT events (including Sonoma County Pride), facilitating discussion groups and training addressing LGBT older adult issues, and volunteering and fundraising for nonprofits working with HIV clients and LGBT youth.