I know a wonderful man. He married his first love. His highschool sweetheart. His best friend. They said their vows, had three beautiful children and decided to live the rest of their lives together.
Little did he know that her time on earth would be cut short. "Till death do us part," they both said. And that's exactly what happened.
He never left her side. Through sickness (and in health), he was there beside her hospital bed, day and night, never believing that the end was near.
Now, almost eight year later, it's even harder than the day he said goodbye.
Please, tell me. How do you mend the broken heart of a man who wants nothing more than to be with his best friend again?
I pray that God heals his heart. I pray that God gives him strength and peace. I pray that God gives him health. And I pray that God sends him an Angel. Someone to love him and nurture him the way that she did. Someone he can spend the rest of his life with.
"I'm so scared of growing old & dying alone," cries the bravest man I know.
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