One of my neighbors lived the kind of love story most of us would be proud to plot. Almost.
A nasty divorce robbed her of the ability to love and trust for decades. Then, she met a special man who was patient enough to wait for her heart to sing the same song his did. Friend. Travel Companion. Whatever she was comfortable with, was the role he played.
If any of us had plotted this love story, our hero's loving patience would have been rewarded and the couple would have lived happily ever after.
Unfortunately, this love story had a far different ending. My neighbor had just started telling people that her special man had proposed when she was diagnosed with a serious illness.
Her special man was never a heartbeat away during treatments. Time after time, they thought they were winning the battle only to have the insidious disease ambush them again.
My neighbor lost her brave battle his week.
There was no wedding, no happily ever after ending, BUT here's no doubt this was a true LOVE story!
May the Muse be kind!!
Susanne Rose
http://www.wow-womenonwriting.com/28-How2-SellPersonalStories.html
"Adjusting Entries," coming soon in: http://www.lldreamspell.com/RomanceofmyDreams.html
Friday, August 7, 2009
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3 comments:
Susanne-- lovely, but tragic story, and yet uplifting, too. That a man would care so much is a treasure, he's a real hero. A romance novel never gets past the wedding, it mainly concentrates on the meeting, the conflict, and the climax. But we'd like to believe, those of us who, like Pollyanna, always think events will turn out for the better,when in fact sometimes, they do not. I know a man such as the one in your essay. Have you read Jodi Piccoult's MERCY? A real love story. Celia
Ah, what a poignant story, Susanne. My heart goes out to that poor woman and her love.
I'll have to add Mercy to my to-be-read-pile, Celia.
Thanks for taking the time to comment, Maggie.
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