Clearly my parents have been on my mind a lot lately; probably because it’s the holiday season, or maybe my sister’s recent visit. It has been way too long since I have seen their faces or heard their voices and when I read this story today, it warmed my heart in a bittersweet sort of way and naturally made me think about them.
I find a lot of comfort in the fact that my parents died together. They were wonderful people as individuals, but together they were amazing and a true team. They balanced each other out so nicely. Where he was weak, she was strong and vice versa. I can’t even fathom having one here without the other, as strange as that may sound. Of course, I didn’t have a choice in the matter.
Unfortunately, they didn’t live as long as James and Lolie, but they did have a very full life and had been married for 38 years at the time of their deaths. That’s a lifetime to me! My parents most likely didn’t know what was happening to them when they died and I find solace in that too.
Wherever they are, I am glad that they found each other and left this world together.
The best is yet to be.
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That is a really really sweet story Tonya, thank you for sharing…I am sorry the holidays are hard for you, and I do hope you can start some new tradition with your little ones to ease the pain.
What a story! I am not surprised it made you think of mom and dad. I cannot imagine living without my husband so I suppose I hope that I am fortunate enough to grow old with him and then pass away together too. I am sure that mom and dad would have wanted it that way too. They were quite the team, weren't they?
Hi Tonya, I hope you don't mind, but I added a little link to this story to my blog post today and a link to your blog! thank you for sharing that story with me, it really touched my heart…happy weekend! xo