On Saturday, I went on my first real date since the wife died. We had met on OKCupid and hit it off to an unbelievable extent. All-night conversations, never a dull moment, extremely compatible.
The date itself was great. Dinner and a movie, nice conversation, hand-holding, smooches. We both talked about this amazing connection we had together. Then, I got the "I just don't feel a real connection" email the next day.
It's just nice to feel again. No, wait... This
I ride to work on a vanpool, and I still haven't told them about my wife. I figured I'd wait until someone asked me how I was doing, or why I had missed so much work, but no one ever did. It's hard to crowbar "So, my wife died!" into a conversation that no one is interested in having with you in the first place. It's like telling your dad "I love you"--it's antithetical to the universe we have created around ourselves.
Just to give a context to future posts, you should probably know that my wife died two weeks ago. Sure, this could have been established by use of the phrase "my late wife", but I'm a shower, not a teller.
Please note that "shower" is meant to be pronounced "show-er" as in "one who shows" as opposed to "shower", which is a diagonal method of bathing.
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