This is a real-life love story.
Yesterday, I attended a memorial service for a woman I've known my entire life. She was 101. Her husband passed in 2000; he was 96 or 97.
They were still traveling the world in their '80s. They, along with a few other seniors I've known, are the reason why I don't think of people in their '60s and '70 as being old.
All my life, this couple just was (If you know what I mean). They just seemed to have been made for one another. When I learned their entire story, this seemed even more so.
It seems they had first met in college, but someone's parents didn't approve. They went their separate ways, marrying others. She divorced. Something that wasn't done much in that time. He and his wife had a daughter.
His wife died suddenly after their child was grown. He reconnected with his(true?) love. His daughter gave her blessing; she was off living her own life.
Of course the townspeople were "appalled." People always have stuff to say. But they were married a year later. They were together for 41 years. I can't imagine either of them with anyone else, because that's all I ever saw.
The lesson in this for me is that you must live your life for yourself and stop worrying about what other people think or say. If they had listened to the folks, they would not have been together and had all those years.
She nursed him at the end of his life when his health declined. At his funeral, she stood there ramrod straight (her posture was as good as any Marine's). Now, they're together again.
This is a real-life love story.
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