“Till Death Do Us Part”

They met during WW2, he was a soldier while she was a village girl. In one of his
mission they met accidentally, in an unlikely place, in an expected situation where
their love story began.

They got married and had children of their own. They had their differences but still
that doesn’t them from loving each other wholeheartedly. Even though he’s a soldier
but he had a gentle heart and calm spirit. She’s a strong lady with a
strong will and an outspoken mind who still believes in superstitions. Both of them
holds a spirit of understanding and a fighting spirit. They can take on any
challenges as the two of them stays together.

He shares stories to his children about his experience as a soldier. She also teach
them how to work and to do their best. They both teach their children to dream and to
conquer challenges, to be strong and to have good manners. Some days may be good,
other days may be bad but still they stick together through thick and thin.

They love their grandchildren, ready to spoil them with gifts, foods and love. Taking
caring of them when their parents are busy, telling them stories which add more
every day. It maybe simple but it’s their whole life, their whole love willing given
to each and everyone dear to them.

They stay together “till death do us part” when she died due to a heart attack he slowly starts to change. He missed her so much, his companion, friend, and partner. She understands
him and encourages him, even if it’s in a funny sort of way. Now that she’s gone he felt alone, even if there’s his family, his children, and grandchildren. Still, no one can take care her place. Her last word to her children was, “Please take care of your father.” Even in her dying bed, she still thinks about his tomorrow without her. She wants him to be taken care of, maybe not like she does but still she wants him to happy and well.

A year after her death that he was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s, he constantly forgot about things. Where he was, who are they and often think about his past, their past. His mind would go back to his younger, teenage, adult self-remembering what he had before but never stayed in the present. Sometimes he would act like a 5-year-old child, other times a mischievous teenager and sometimes a traveling adult. Always changing from day to day.
Always about the past but not here in the present.

He was taken care of by his family, he wasn’t put in a nursing home as their promise to their mother. Even though he became very forgetful some things he didn’t forget, his manners, he always says thank you when food had been given to him or an act of kindness of had done to me there’s always that  word Thank you. In his remaining days, he was well loved and take care of. After 5 years he passed away and finally be able to be with her again. Tears were shed but most of it were filled with smiles and talks about their love for each other. After their long

In his remaining days, he was well loved and take care of. After 5 years he passed away and finally be able to be with her again. Tears were shed but most of it were filled with smiles and talks about their love for each other. After their long
journey together they finally have their happily ever after.

That’s my grandparents love story, it makes me smile every time I hear it. It’s real and
it’s true and It shows how love should be.

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Author: yenzzakura

I am a constant day dreamer with endless possibilities. I am a book reader living my days in the pages of the books. I am an artist seeing the beauty of the world in a different perspectives. I am a writer putting my thoughts in ink and paper. I am a storyteller imagination is my greatest asset.

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