Lessons Learned

Two days ago, one of our campground hosts passed away. 

This morning, I had a long talk with his wife.  He had nurtured her, and taught her about - everything.  She knows how to deal with their finances, how to use all their tools, how to service, maintain and repair their 1962 RV trailer, and how to care for their truck.  She is... ok.  She looks at the future, not with uncertainty and apprehension, as my mother did when my father passed, but with calmness, acceptance and a readiness to continue, on her own, the path the two of them had walked together.  She knows she can continue and can take care of herself.  She learned the lessons he had to teach.

And I have learned a lesson.  Love may not be about taking care of someone, providing for their every need.  It is also about loving them enough that you prepare them so they can manage on their own.  That is giving them true security.

You did good, Barry.