I recently read a story about a 94-year-old couple who’d been married for 75 years. They were headed out for their daily lunch date when their car ran off the road. Neither survived the accident.
As I read about these strangers, I cried. They’d experience long periods of separation while the husband fought in World War II and the Korean War. Later, the wife developed dementia and her husband was her primary caregiver.
The couple had a life full of children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. They were active in their church and loved to spend time at beach.
As I continued to read about the life they shared I thought what a blessing it was that they’d left this world together. Seventy-five years is a long time to live with someone. I imagine the pain from such a loss would be impossible to overcome.
Then I thought of their children losing both parents at the same time. I couldn’t fathom such a tragic loss. At the end of the article one of their children commented on losing both parents. Although it had been difficult for the family, they’d found comfort in knowing their parents went together. The children knew they couldn’t survive without each other.
My tears subsided when I realized this sweet couple had a real life happily ever after.
This is why I write romance.
There are more HEAs in my future. In September, I signed a three book contract with Harlequin. This will be my last post until after the new year. I plan to continue the “Would You Rather” game in 2020. Thanks to those in my blogging community who’ve emailed me at jillweatherholt.com expressing your interest. Having published work isn’t a requirement to play. This is a way to get to know your fellow bloggers a little better and connect with new ones.
Wishing everyone a safe and happy holiday season!
“True love stories never have endings.” ~ Richard Bach