My Husband is Still With Me

I am a 40-ish, mother of 2 teenage children and have been a practicing Wiccan/Native American spiritualist for many years.

When I met my husband, Robert, for the 1st time, he was a drunk who lived out on the streets. It was at an Indian Center (in the Midwest) that we 1st ran into each other. My son (who is part Native American) was going to the center for some kids activity that day…

As he ran up the walk to the center, he ran into my husband and knocked his beer out of his hand. Rob got mad and start to yell at my son. He went to take a swing at my child when I got in his face. Needless to say, Rob backed down, mumbling nasty things and walked back by his friends.

A year later, we ran into each other again-as volunteers at the same Catholic-Native American center (in another part of town.) For awhile, we just dealt with each other and until one night, we had to stay and work late together. We started talking to each other and one thing lead to another-in September of 2005, he asked me to be with him as his ‘lady’.

For 5 years, we had a wonderful life together (we were even married by his Ojibwe/Chippewa traditions). He started going to college around the time we got married and finished with his BS in Information Technology in May of 2009.

Then unexpectedly in August of that same year, Robert died of a sudden heart attack at the age of 48. I was devastated by his death and was just numb for the 1st few weeks. What sucked more was the fact that my birthday was just weeks away when he had died.

It took me a little bit to try and go back to school, myself (I had started going in the Spring of 2008-at my beloved’s encouragement- to study for my BA in Security Computer Forensics.) Then, it was my birthday-not that I gave it a thought at that time.

I just got up that morning, made myself some coffee and sat down to figure out what I was going to do for my classes that day. All of a sudden, I FELT Rob come up behind (like he use to) and give me a great big hug and a kiss!

Mind you, in all the years we were together, Rob would always have to ask one of his friends to remind him about when my birthday was… and as I sat there in complete and total shock, the tears started to stream down my face. I said, with a shaky laugh, “It’s now that you remember my birthday, you dork!!”

Since then, I always feel him with me and he lets me know that even though death has separated us, that our love still endures…. =)

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