Find Amy Schifrin’s display at the Central Blood Bank, 429 Fourth Avenue.
“It’s always been the three of us. I had this sense that it would never be just the three of us again. I had this moment of odd grief in the middle of being so happy.”
My oldest son was married last weekend. Just as before I was pregnant, I had no idea how I would feel when I was pregnant, and when I was pregnant, I had no idea how I would feel after a baby was born, so through every change with my children as they move out and move on into life, I had no idea how I would feel. For all the goodness, there’s grief with change. It’s the looking to the future that helps me with any sense of loss. I realized that our lives would be very different last November when my two sons and I and my oldest son’s girlfriend – who I knew would soon be his fiancée – shared Thanksgiving together.
I was a single mom from the time my sons were three and five. It’s always been the three of us. I had this sense that it would never be just the three of us again. I had this moment of odd grief in the middle of being so happy. The week before the wedding, I had that twinge again. I think I’ll cry speaking about it – that it will never be the same again. But I know it will be even better because there is this wonderful woman who loves my son and brings out something that nobody else could bring out in him. I love her and I know she loves me. I’ve had an experience of new joy. Now I know that when I die, he will have someone that he’s close to, that he will live with, and live on that way.