I was unexpectedly widowed twenty-seven years ago. I was forty years old and had been the caregiver for my husband whose illness was never supposed to be life threatening. When I met my now second husband four months later, I asked him to be my friend. He was, with all the patience a girl could ask for.
When my wedding anniversary came into play many months later, I didn’t know how to show my emotions in front of my friend. He said two things that told me the character of the man I have now been married to for fourteen glorious years. He told me “Your first husband was an incredible man. He had to be for you to love him so deeply.” He then went on to say, “It’s okay, Lillian, you can love us both.” I still tear up as I remember that day.
My husband is my hero, and I am his girlfriend all day long.
You Could Love Us Both