Hemingway in Love
smithsonianmag.com
smithsonianmag.com
Life must be so hard for Ernest. What with having to decide which of two devoted women he prefers. If he wasn't able to distract himself with living in a series of beautiful locales, and a few other affairs, it would be nigh intolerable.
Meanwhile, some kids probably just wish they could know their dad.
He was a selfish guy, a raging alcoholic and one of the most talented American writers of all time. His books to this day reflect that moment in time. They stand the test of time well.
I'm not sure he would be the artist he was without all his flaws.
It can be really hard to say whether it was a good thing he got his needs met through her or a bad thing. I mean, it can be a hard judgement call even if you are one of the people involved in such a situation. Outsiders generally have no real idea what is going on behind closed doors. A report like this, long after his death, really hard to judge. People will tend to judge based on their own prejudices, in essence.
This is really good writing because it captures the romance without focusing on all the bleak.
I managed to get over it relatively quickly, with several realizations.
The hurt I felt, wasn't that love was lost, but that I no longer had a place for all the love I had. This leads to the understanding that love cannot be lost, it's a resource inside us all, and we just have to find other means to redirect it.
To think of love, from the perspective of a single entity, leads to the kind of thinking of it being worthless. But the shared love that we think of romantically is coming from a multitude of entities, it isn't lost but as a resource redistributed elsewhere.
In death love is truly lost on one side, but is also somewhat immortalized on the other. This solidification of love, is similar to the concept of heartbreak, we don't want to share that love, but the easiest way to free ourselves of the pain is to love.
Love is something you create and give. It can't really be lost, because every day is another day to create or find something to love. You have to separate the concept of love from the entities and relationships.
I still love her, always will, but I had to say goodbye to the friendship because trying to hold onto her was doing exactly what you said. It was killing me, trying to hold on to the relationship, as she started moving on with another. I realized that they deserved a chance, she was chosing to move on with her life and love. That hurt, but what hurt the most was that I couldn't share my love with her any more without possibly alienating him and the love he gave.
I realized those things about love coming from inside and being okay with moving on and focusing on things and others. Accepting that love and care sometimes require sacrifices of ourselves for the good of others.
He specifically speaks mournfully about loving two women at the same time, and it's clear in the writing how much it impacted him -- even many years later. A Moveable Feast is the last thing Hemingway wrote before he took his own life.
Like many people, I've been in a similar situation. My girlfriend's "best friend" decided that she wanted me for herself. After a few very unpleasant months of the same "double love" as described in the article, one day me and my gf just decided to cut off the "friend" completely, no contact through any channels. I thought it would hurt, but actually it felt great.
What would you do? I'd tell him to forget the love bullshit and cut that lady out of his life ASAP. I think that's the only sane decision. There's no point trying to be non-judgmental here.
The good person reflects on those times and tries to improve.