MC let slip today that our lecturer's the widow of Prof Alex Chao. And I sat marvelling at the sunny demanor and enthusiasm of the lady through the hour.
It's been two years, YC pointed out. Society expects her to move on, get on with life and not dwell on that episode.
Yet two years' but a fraction of time invested in the marriage. And a mere proportion of memories so dearly preserved. Sam formulated before that it requires 3 times the duration of a relationship to get over a breakup. But what if it is knowledge that he has ceased to exist, and an absolute redundancy of your concern for him? What if there are the kids to pacify, memories of old times retarding recovery, and the uncertainty of facing the future alone?
Coping with the situation is a feat by itself. But to continue with such sunshine disposition and ardor requires utmost strength and courage.