A long time ago I dated a man for about a year and 1/2.We got along very well and being divorced with 2 children he got along with them as well. I was 9 yrs older then he and his parents were not so keen on him dateing me,well as the story goes we finally diminished the realtionship he went his way and I went mine .I never remarried just raised my kids the best way I could. His father actually was a very nice man and had terminal cancer so I decided to make it my choise to call that man every day talk to him for about an hour while everyone was in work, we talked about about everything from my kids to his kid, it actually gave his wife time to do the dishes take a long bath just pamper herself for that hour. I figured no mater what they thought about me I needed to do this for him. He lasted about 6 months more than passed away.
Every year flowers are bought from the Cancer Society in his memory. I had gone to a bar never expecting to see his other son there he pulled me a side and asked me for all the time I new his dad did I think that his dad was cheating on his mom and I finally asked him why he went on to say that there was some woman calling his dad every day staying on the phone with for about an hr and laughing and jokeing around like 2 fools.His mom thought he had a girlfriend . Well I hesitated in the begining to tell him it was me I never wanted to disrupt anyones lives so I frinally told him the truth, he was thrilled that someone would actually take the time to do that for his parents.I made his father smile and joke around just for a little while. My father died right after that with terminal cancer.The man I dated and his wife were at my fathers funeral and made sure that my children were fine. And I will always be grateful that the man I dated will always be a part of my children's life. Now when I see him and his wife I can only think about how his dad was and his mom and maybe for just a little while someone smiled instead of just being in pain.
