“I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next.” ~ Gilda Radner
My former father-in-law passed away yesterday.
We met in 1979 on the eve of the wedding that would join my first husband and me together for the next ten years.
In time I would learn the family history, but I never knew the man who came before. I only knew the man who no longer drank and who was devoted to his family and was a whiz in the kitchen. I had no scars. I only had his love. He called me daughter even after the divorce.
Rest in peace, Dad.
My sympathy for your loss. May your good memories comfort you.