I write this in the middle of the evening just a couple hours before the 2nd anniversary of my wife’s passing. It would also be my 20th wedding anniversary.
It’s an odd thing to have an annual event of this personal magnitude. I often face one of two descriptions: “widower” and “motherless children,” for my kids. Those are both apt and appropriate descriptions. They’re just . . . not the full description.
I am a widower, true. My children have no mother, also true. These are part of what we are. But it is not who we are. We are so much more, and though we have a harder time and have to face larger burdens because of loss, grief, hardship and pain, we are still our core personalities. I’m still a musician. Abbi is an actress. Hannah plays guitar and is a brilliant artist. Noah is a storyteller. Sam is a singer and a flirt. None of those have changed. But we have, and we’ve done so many things in two years. We’ve lost, but we’ve gained so much in experience and adventure. We don’t know the daily love from that amazing woman, Andrea, my wife, but we learned to give and embrace love when we saw it.
So this year, like last, we created a video. But where last year’s video was a celebration of her life, this year’s is a celebration of our lives! So today, March 26th, on the anniversary of Andrea’s death and the anniversary of the creation and ending of my marriage, I present you with our second video: Our Story Begins: Motherless Children.