Welcome to the Misadventures of Widowhood blog!

In January of 2012 my soul mate of 42 years passed away after nearly 12 years of living with severe disabilities due to a stroke. I survived the first year after Don’s death doing what most widows do---trying to make sense of my world turned upside down. The pain and heartache of loss, my dark humor, my sweetest memories and, yes, even my pity parties are well documented in this blog.

Now that I’m a "seasoned widow" the focus of my writing has changed. I’m still a widow looking through that lens but I’m also a woman searching for contentment, friends and a voice in my restless world. Some people say I have a quirky sense of humor that shows up from time to time in this blog. Others say I make some keen observations about life and growing older. I say I just write about whatever passes through my days---the good, bad and the ugly. Comments welcome and encouraged. Let's get a dialogue going! Jean

Friday, February 24, 2012

Selling the Silver Anniversary Corvette

A few years ago I wrote a blog telling the story of Don’s love affair with his 1978 silver anniversary Corvette. (See the link below) He truly loved that car and it was no easy feat to hold on to it after his stroke, but doing so was one of the best gifts I could have given him. Or maybe I was just a coward because while selling the Vette when Don’s prognosis was do dire and our future so uncertain would have been easier for me it would have broken Don’s spirit. That’s the last thing I was willing to deal with and that’s where the cowardly act may have come in.

I’m getting ready to sell it now. I don’t have mixed feelings about that decision but I’m sure there are a few people who think I’m moving too fast considering Don’s passing was just over a month ago. I’ve read many stories written by other widows of how they can’t let go of their husband’s vehicles even though holding on to them is putting their financial futures in great jeopardy, still making payments they can no longer afford. For me, that doesn’t even enter into the picture. The car isn’t costing me anything to continue storing in the garage and I’m not planning to move from here until a year from this coming summer. The way I view it, I did for Don what I could do for him while he was here to enjoy it. Selling the Corvette so soon doesn’t make a statement about the depth of my love (or lack there of as some have implied) for my husband. I’m just a realist and getting the car ready for a spring sale makes the most sense.

The Corvette was fun to drive when we felt like playing and I drove it back and forth to college the year when I was finishing up my degree. (Don thought that was appropriate since it took me 25 years to go back to school and the car was the 25th anniversary model.) Even after Don could no longer drive the car it never lost its place in his heart. He was proud to own it. I will always treasure the memories the Vette helped us build but now it’s time to let go and move on. ©

Link to my other blog entry about Don and his Vette can be found here.



  1. My older brother has a silver Corvette which he only drives for a few months of the year. (He lives in New England.) I know how he feels about his car, so I can well imagine what the car meant to Don. But I admire you for taking action soon to begin the rest of your life. Never mind what anyone says. What feels right to you is what you should do.

  2. Thanks, Chartreuse! I know I'm doing the right thing for me but sometimes people say things and you start second guessing yourself.

  3. Jean, Asha posted a link to your Planet Aphasia blog from Strokenet, you know you have my deepest condolences and my lasting admiration. Sue (hostsue at Strokenet).

  4. Thank you, Sue. I always enjoyed working with you over there.

  5. I too am from StrokeNet and though we never met, your posts and blogs still uplift, encourage and strengthen those who come there. I am so sorry for your loss and add another "attagirl" for doing what you need to do to move into this new chapter in your life.


  6. Thank you, Jamie. It's nice to know that some my work at StrokeNet is still of value to others.

    1. The towing service just picked up the Vette to take it to the mechanic. After it was loaded up and the credit card charged I couldn't help it, I started to cry like a baby. It was embarrassing but the guy was very compassionate and I know I'm doing the right thing. Still hard though!!!!