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True love
That couple were married for 70 years...
One morning, She was going downstairs to make him breakfast, she had a heart attack and fell.
That man picked her up as best he could and almost dragged her into the truck.
At full speed, without respecting traffic lights, he drove her to the hospital.
When he arrived, unfortunately, she was no longer...
During the funeral, he did not speak; his gaze was lost. He hardly cried.
That night, his children joined him.
In an atmosphere of pain and nostalgia, they remembered beautiful anecdotes and he asked his elder son, a theologian, to tell him where Mom would be at that moment.
He began to talk about life after death, and guesses as to how and where she would be.
He listened carefully. Suddenly he asked them to take him to the cemetery.
Dad!" they replied, "it's 11 at night, we can't go to the cemetery right now!"
He raised his voice, and with a glazed look he said:
"Don't argue with me, please don't argue with the man who just lost his wife of 70 years."
There was a moment of respectful silence, they didn't argue anymore.
They went to the cemetery, asked the night watchman for permission.
With a flashlight, they reached the tomb.
He caressed her, prayed, and told his children, who watched the scene moved...
"It was 70 years... you know? No one can talk about true love if they have no idea what it's like to share life with a woman."
He paused and wiped his face. "She and I, we were together in that crisis. I changed jobs ..." he continued. "We packed up when we sold the house and moved out of town....
We shared the joy of seeing our children finish their careers, we mourned the departure of loved ones side by side....
we prayed together in the waiting room of some hospitals, we support each other in pain, we hug each Christmas, and we forgive our mistakes...
Children, now it's gone, and I'm happy, do you know why?
Because she left before me. She didn't have to go through the agony and pain of burying me, of being left alone after my departure. I will be the one to go through that, and I thank God. I love her so much that I wouldn't have liked her to suffer..."
When he finished speaking, they had tears streaming down the faces....
They hugged him, and he comforted them, "It's okay, let's go home, it's been a good day." he told
I understood what true love is..
It is far from romanticism...
it does not have much to do with eroticism....
rather it is linked to work, to complement, to care and, above all, to the true love that two really committed people profess ".
One morning, She was going downstairs to make him breakfast, she had a heart attack and fell.
That man picked her up as best he could and almost dragged her into the truck.
At full speed, without respecting traffic lights, he drove her to the hospital.
When he arrived, unfortunately, she was no longer...
During the funeral, he did not speak; his gaze was lost. He hardly cried.
That night, his children joined him.
In an atmosphere of pain and nostalgia, they remembered beautiful anecdotes and he asked his elder son, a theologian, to tell him where Mom would be at that moment.
He began to talk about life after death, and guesses as to how and where she would be.
He listened carefully. Suddenly he asked them to take him to the cemetery.
Dad!" they replied, "it's 11 at night, we can't go to the cemetery right now!"
He raised his voice, and with a glazed look he said:
"Don't argue with me, please don't argue with the man who just lost his wife of 70 years."
There was a moment of respectful silence, they didn't argue anymore.
They went to the cemetery, asked the night watchman for permission.
With a flashlight, they reached the tomb.
He caressed her, prayed, and told his children, who watched the scene moved...
"It was 70 years... you know? No one can talk about true love if they have no idea what it's like to share life with a woman."
He paused and wiped his face. "She and I, we were together in that crisis. I changed jobs ..." he continued. "We packed up when we sold the house and moved out of town....
We shared the joy of seeing our children finish their careers, we mourned the departure of loved ones side by side....
we prayed together in the waiting room of some hospitals, we support each other in pain, we hug each Christmas, and we forgive our mistakes...
Children, now it's gone, and I'm happy, do you know why?
Because she left before me. She didn't have to go through the agony and pain of burying me, of being left alone after my departure. I will be the one to go through that, and I thank God. I love her so much that I wouldn't have liked her to suffer..."
When he finished speaking, they had tears streaming down the faces....
They hugged him, and he comforted them, "It's okay, let's go home, it's been a good day." he told
I understood what true love is..
It is far from romanticism...
it does not have much to do with eroticism....
rather it is linked to work, to complement, to care and, above all, to the true love that two really committed people profess ".
