A Story About Love

It was supposed to last forever but ended,30 years later.  For them it lasted a bit over 20 years and a little over two years ago we both lost him forever in this plane.

Last night I couldn’t sleep and I saw that she, the one I call”wife in law” was also awake.  I called her to check on her and just to talk for a while!  The conversation got around to him as it always does.  We each have our own memories and it is nice to share them with each other. He would have been 77 on January 6. I have come to realize that we each had a role to play and it was necessary for me to be the first when we were young.  I had the kids and three of them lived.  She had one of her own and by the time my role in his life was ending she was there for him.   They were the great love of each other’s lives and it was supposed to be that way.

We talked for over an hour, mostly about life after Edd!  He was a different person who was supposed to live forever, but passed from this life the way we all hope to go, spending the day on the farm he loved, planning his tomorrow, and passing in the night in his sleep!  I felt his loss as if it was the first time, but without the bad feelings I had the first time.  I wasn’t the one who had to make the call to the kids but I know how she must have felt.  It was supposed to last forever but ended on that October morning, just over two years ago.  We will keep on keeping on, each in our own way and each with our own memories, and at times when we are especially lonesome we will talk about our time with him and exchange the memories of our time together, each different but necessary for us all!  This is an ongoing story about love, ours and theirs, mine and hers and his.  It is gone for now but will live in our minds and hearts as long as we, the wives in law are around to remember and to check on each other!

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She will be helping us celebrate this Christmas!  Although I will probably never have the untold pleasure of holding this little angel in my arms, I am so happy I have the photos to keep me updated on this precious gift from God, little Victoria, now almost 2 months old and already a true beauty.  We are celebrating the birth of  two babies this year — the first one born in a manger because of no room at the inn, and this one, Victoria, born in a hospital with all the care deemed necessary for new babies and moms today.  The original new baby, born in Bethlehem, came to save us all.  The only thing we have to do is believe in the love He came to tell us about.  The new baby will have purpose, love in abundance, and all the comfort she needs to make it through what I pray will be a long and loving lifetime.  She definitely has the family to provide all that she needs.  My prayer is that she learns to know the difference between “need” and “want”.  She has the same potential to help change the world as every child ever born.  I know her parents, my grandson, Alan and his lovely and loving wife, Maggie, will do their parts to ensure this, but in the world today I can’t help wondering what will be ahead for them all.  Welcome to the world, Victoria.  May the baby born all those millennias ago keep you forever in His loving arms and may all the angels watch over you as you complete your journey from this innocence  of today into your future, hopefully long and happy.  And know that you all have a Grandma crazy in love with you!