I wrote the below post on April 11, 2013. I find it still holds true today. When a tragedy strikes we can choose to let it destroy us or help us to grow.
This week was very surreal for me. It was exactly 5 years on 4/11/13 I buried my husband, Richie. During this same week another firefighter lost his life and was buried on 4/11/13. His name was Mike Goodwin and he is now resting next to my husband. Coincidence?
Richie had a Lutheran service, Micheal Goodwin had a Lutheran service. Richie was a Naval veteran. Michael was a Navy veteran. Richie was a firefighter and Battalion Chief. Micheal was a firefighter and was promoted to Battalion Chief. Coincidence?
I am a heavyset brunette in my 50s. Michael’s wife is a heavyset brunette in her 50s. I buried Richie on 4/11/08 and Kelly buried her husband, Michael on 4/11/13. Coincidence?
Since Richie’s death I don’t believe in coincidence anymore. I believe that everything in our lives happens for a reason. I believe the reason is to help us seek out our purpose here and to make us better people. If we truly listen and observe all the signs around us, we will know we are being guided every step of the way.
In this case, I believe I was supposed to spot all these “coincidences” and feel a connection with Kelly Goodwin. I am compelled to reach out to her and let her know she is not alone. In fact, she has unwillingly joined an exclusive club called widowhood. Some women choose to let that word and circumstance dictate their lives and identities. I chose to take that word and make it a positive in my life. Whenever I see an opportunity to help a fellow widow ease her sorrow and help her take those small steps towards happiness I embrace the opportunity.
I have written a letter to Mrs. Kelly Goodwin to let her know she is not alone and to share with her the story of my husband so when she visits hers in the months ahead my hope is she will feel some peace knowing a fellow widow is thinking of her when she looks at my husband’s headstone next to her husband’s headstone.
Coincidence in my vocabulary means opportunity. Everyone is an opportunity to evolve into the person you were born to be.
We are all on our own journey. When we leave this earth, how do you want to be remembered.