It’s official: His death was a lifetime ago

Far more than December 7, October 21 is the day that “lives in infamy” for me. In the wee hours of the morning of that day inĀ 1991, my husband’s surgeon called via telephone.

“His heart expired,” the doctor said, as if that clarified the jumble of words he’d just vomited on me.

“What are you saying?” I cried, not wanting to understand. “He’s dead? What do I do?”

At that he quickly passed the emotion-filled phone to his nurse to deal with the rest of the call.

My beloved William Anton Olson was 25 when he died on October 21, 1991. Had he lived, he would have celebrated his 50th birthday this year. As of today, he has been dead more days than he’d been alive. In that sense, 1991 truly was a lifetime ago.

When Franklin D. Roosevelt asked for a declaration of war following Japan’s attack on Pearl Harbor, he called December 7, 1941, “a date that will live in infamy.” I wasn’t alive in 1941, but even so I am aware of the date each year — in part because repeats of movies and documentaries relive that episode in American history as the date draws near.

Likewise, my mind replays episodes of my life with Bill as October 21 draws near. Knowing the special significance of the date this year, I began reading my journal that I’d begun shortly after his death. I had waited to begin writing in a journal (and thinking) because “my first remembrances of Bill’s death [were] too sharp, too real.” And yet I understood the need to “capture them with ink and paper.” I’m glad I did.

The first day’s entry was December 19, 1991, which marked the 3-year anniversary of what Bill and I had called our “Hello Forever Day,” the date we got engaged. (Bill and I had completed two summer missions projects that always ended on the 19th day of August (he lived in Wisconsin; I lived in Florida; the day was marked by grief at goodbye); he specifically asked me to marry him on the 19th to remedy that memory.

Within that first entry was this:

“Someday, I will write a book entitled, “When Forever Isn’t.” Bill and I were so careful to marry forever, for keeps, for a lifetime. We talked of growing old together. We talked of dying together — for we didn’t think we could possibly live without one another.

Here I am, alive. Alone.

How can I — with a heart that married Bill for my lifetime — go on? Get remarried? Bill’s death more than takes his life — it forever alters mine. Now what do I do?”

I went on to record my struggle, thinking it would be so much easier to die than to live through the pain and the changes. I had been reading Warsaw Requiem at the time, part of the Zion Covenant book series that recorded the tribulations of the Jews and those who stood against the rising tide of Nazi terrorism under Hitler, and recorded it in the journal as a reminder why I must go on:

“For the sake of the name of the eternal, you must continue to live. It is easier sometimes to stand against the wall and let them shoot. But for the sake of the name, we are called sometimes to suffer and go on living.”

I had concluded the day’s entry with “I don’t understand why — but I know how — with Christ and for His glory.”

My journal is filled with rants and raves and questions — and explorations into God’s amazing grace and, more personally, his “enough-ness.” I copied quotes from books I found inspiring and Scripture that touched my heart. I recounted experiences and people and our interactions. Mostly, I recorded my thoughts and struggles and my pursuit of God. It doesn’t record a lot of answers. It certainly doesn’t record why Bill’s life ended as it did or why my life was so dramatically altered. But it shows a loving God, a path to peace, and the arms of the people who surrounded me with their strength throughout those dark days. What a blessing to have such a record!

“I loved him — more than any other person,” I had written at the time. “…Bill loved me — and I think I blossomed because of who he was. He’s a big reason I’m me.”

I am thankful that I had the opportunity to know him, to love him, to call him my own. And I’m thankful for the part he had in making me me. Even after he was gone. Indeed, it seems a lifetime ago.

 

 

12 responses to “It’s official: His death was a lifetime ago”

  1. Aaron Read Avatar
    Aaron Read

    I’ll never forget hearing the news of Bill’s death. I was overwhelmed with grief. At our CRU staff prayer time, I wept as I prayed for you, Sara. Many times during my days on staff with CRU I took college students to Bill’s burial plot and used his life and untimely death as a reminder that there are no guarantees to a long life. So live out God’s purpose for your live now.

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    1. Sara Avatar

      Thanks so much, Aaron! I appreciate your tears and your prayers and how you continued to make Bill’s life and death work for good. His death — and then my eventual marriage to Steve and his four children three years later — have opened many conversations about God and His goodness even when all seems lost. When Bill’s brother, my pastor and I worked together to plan the funeral, we knew numerous people who came would not know Christ. It was an opportunity to grieve, definitely, but also to demonstrate our hope in something much bigger and better than our life on this planet. šŸ™‚

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  2. Angela Harrington Avatar
    Angela Harrington

    Sara, as you know, I have had knowledge of this for many, many years and I think of you and Bill quite often. It had quite an impact on me. Much love to you ā¤

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    1. Sara Avatar

      Thanks, Angie! It was neat to run into you at Cornerstone so many years after the fact. You definitely saw me at a low point in my life, and your office was always an encouragement to me. Much love back to you!

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      1. Betty J. Mayo - (Mother-in-Love Avatar

        What a touching tribute to your late husband and the bond of love you had for each other, cherish the memories forever. My heart goes out to you each and every day. Love you forever !

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      2. Sara Avatar

        Thank you, Betty Jo. I know you understand this on many levels. Love you back forever, dear mother-in-love!

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    […] My first husband and I dated before the internet existed and before long-distance phone calls were free. He lived in Wisconsin. I lived in Florida. Love letters were our main means of communication, and I eagerly anticipated and read every letter when it arrived. I still have every one, and maybe one day I’ll include them in a book. […]

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  4. Jon Strupp Avatar
    Jon Strupp

    I went to school with Bill in elementaey school and high school. He was a great guy with many talents. Many of his friends from school were shocked to learn of his death. There is a picture of him taken at a friends birthday party when we were about 9 years old. If you would like a copy, please let me know. Thanks! Jon Strupp

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    1. Sara Avatar

      Hi, Jon! I’d love to see it! Could you message me at [email protected]?

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  5. Shawn Avatar
    Shawn

    I found out about Billā€™s passing not too long ago. I really havenā€™t seen him since elementary school. He was one of my BEST FRIENDS,and he inspired me to draw,and perfect my cartooning abilitiesā€¦which I still do to this day. I even have been paid for some of my work,and to that,I owe Bill a HUGE thank you. Even though I havenā€™t seen him in decadesā€¦I still do miss him.

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    1. Sara Avatar

      Me, too! Thanks for sharing that special glimpse of his younger days. One of his last drawings was a cartoon of him in a hospital bed with me beside him. He was capturing what we thought was a past event, but the problem repeated itself, and he ended up there again. He was a wonderful man and I am thankful I had time with him here on this planet. Thanks for sharing you story!

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