Your jade buddha is so green now. I remember when I bought it for you about 12 years ago, it was white and only had a tiny sliver of green across its belly. You were having a rough time, and I knew you were struggling, so I bought you a Buddha to help protect you and to help you find your way. Now it’s all green from wearing it all these years. You told me that during the year we broke up, you wore it everyday and whenever you touched it or put it back on after showering, you always thought of me. You said it was like carrying a piece of me with you; a constant reminder of the good memories and moments we shared together. Maybe it was the Buddha that helped you find your way back to me. In the year we were apart, we both grew and matured; maybe more than we will ever realize. We were able to put aside our ego, arrogance, and selfishness so that we could be a better partner to each other. Maybe it was the “true love” that we didn’t know anything about that not only brought us back together but also taught us how to be better individuals. As my sister put it in her speech at our wedding, “better together.” Now, it’s my turn to wear your Buddha; to be able to carry a piece of you with me everyday as a constant reminder of all the memories and moments we’ve shared together as life partners.
A grieving widow who is trying to find meaning and purpose from her tragic event.