My Favorite Love Stories

Everybody enjoys a good love story, and since I’m in the middle of planning a wedding, love stories are on my mind.

So, I thought I’d share some of my favorite, true love stories.

When my Grandma was dying at 93, she was in and out of consciousness in a hospital bed in her living room with all of her children around her.

She kept asking my mom when I was going to be there. I was flying there from D.C.

My mom thought she was hanging on until I got there. I like to think there was some truth to that.

In one of her alert moments, she said she felt ready to die and that she could see her husband who had died many years before in the distance.

“He’s so busy visiting with people that he’s not paying attention to me. I want him to turn around and see me so that he will know I’m ready,” she said.

She said little children were around her in those last days, and that they comforted and soothed her, caressed her cheeks and held her hands.

She believed they were staying with her until her husband was ready for her to join him.

My uncle thought they were the children in heaven waiting to come to her long line of descendants.

“I think I’ll wait until Valentines Day,” she said. “I’ll show up with a rose in my teeth. That will give him time to get ready for me.”

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Rose (Photo credit: LeahLikesLemon)

She died on the morning of February 14th.

I hope someone gave her a rose.

I love the story of one of my favorite dads who was once so worried about one of his sons that he and his wife flew across the country to be with him.

On the first night they were there,  he couldn’t sleep because his heart ached for his child. He hated the thought of his grown son alone in the other room, suffering.

So, he got out of bed and went into his bedroom. He climbed in bed with him, wrapped his arms around him, and held him until the sun came up the next morning.

The image of this tender dad cradling his adult son in his arms during his true hour of need always melts my heart.

 

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Several years ago, in a tragic turn of events, my brother became disabled. His active life came to an abrupt end.

He wondered whether his wife would stay with him.

He felt like he had become a liability to her because he couldn’t walk, work or contribute to the family’s finances.

He was essentially homebound and unable to be the husband he thought his wife needed.

Just last Christmas, his wife posted this on her Facebook status: “Twenty-eight years ago today I said “I do” to a great man! We have had a lot of good times and some bad times, but I wouldn’t change a thing! I love my husband and always will!”

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Don’t you love a true love story?

This is proof that not all the good love stories come from movies.

Some of the most beautiful ones are true.

 

 

Comments

  1. gregkorol@comcast.net says:

    I remember your grandma passing on On valentine’s day

  2. gregkorol@comcast.net says:

    U r Such a great freelance writer . U can tell it just flows out of u easily .

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