Don't ever let anyone tell you there is no such thing as love at first sight. Or that love cannot last, it will always die.
Today I watched a good friend bury his wife. He met her when he was in the Merchant Navy, a young man playing and working hard on a cruise ship back in 1957. He and his mates were drunk and decided to hit on the next pretty girls to walk through the door of the function room, and Christie was the first one he saw. 52 years of marriage later, through all sorts of stress related illnesses, memory malfunctions, bodily decrepitude, they were still in love. I am so sad that he will now have to find some way to live without her, because I know that his life will seem empty.
And I don't want to think about how empty my life would be if I were to lose my husband (and we have only been together for 32 years). Certainly, our love isn't the same creature it was 32 years ago, but that doesn't make it less, or invalid, or something to be thrown away. I hope it will continue to change and grow as we change and grow (well, I also hope the growing is figurative not literal, I don't want to put any more weight on thanks!).
So anyway, next time you have a drink, raise a glass to my friend Mal and his late wife Christie, and if you are the praying type or just a deep thinker, spare him a thought to keep him strong without her.
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