End Of An Era
Jul 11th, 2018 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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I never heard my grandfather say a cross word to my grandmother. They never had an argument. Love and devotion from another era.
She started fading and could not take care of herself; he was there.
She stopped recognizing him; he wouldn’t leave her side.
She needed more care than he could give so she moved into a facility; he moved in to be with her.
She faded from his sight after 63 years and 37 days of wedded bliss. I watched him cry for the first time that day.
I buried my grandfather and grandmother on the same day.
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