Are tears recyclable?
I found a tissue just now crumpled up on my bed next to my pillow. It’s from last night when I had big tears and needed a tissue.
The tears showed up when I spotted Jon’s handwriting on an old grocery list — Jon’s handwriting, Jon’s plans for dinner that night.
Jon had plans. He had plans.
Thus the tears. There was no stopping them.
Widowed: Are Tears Recyclable?
The tissue is recyclable. It can go into the recycling basket that we — I — keep in the bedroom. It can be recycled along with the empty vitamin bottles and the sticky notes. But how about my tears? Are tears recyclable?
I have things to do today. I haven’t time for this kind of deliberation. I drop the tears into the recycling bin along with the sticky notes, and wish them well.
Read about life with the real Jon at, “One Broken Ankle, and Two Lives Grind to a Halt. Or, Why You Should Definitely Stop and Tie That Loose Shoelace.” On the passage of time, “Widowed: Yes, It Does Get Easier, Sad to Say.”
These little sparks of sadness.
Yes. The sadness comes and goes. But it’s always there, waiting.
tears seem more like a fountain to me, recirculating within and through all the others who loved.
Yes. Thank you, Ginger.