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Timeless Love

My Love Story
Dedicated to Jonathan

Submitted by Ann

His sparkling brown eyes looked at me with excitement when his father and I told him we would be taking a family vacation to Hawaii during fall break. We had been saving for years to take this special trip and it was really going to happen! You could see the surf, the sun and the sand run through his mind as he smiled ear to ear.

Jon had a proclivity for adventure just like his dad. Both of these men in my life were joined at the hip in all aspects. They were always pursuing some project, devouring every resource they could to gain knowledge. They researched guns, knives, camping equipment, boats, puppies, bikes and mysterious places far away. Yet if you could look past this masculine façade and study the heart and soul of these two, you would find an incredible tenderness that can only spring from a deeply rooted spiritual love planted and nurtured by God alone. Yes, joined at the hip they were, laughing, sharing, and always machinating their next move.

I left the house early that morning for my daily jog. I had a lot on my mind. I needed to contact the travel agency to finalize our travel plans for our Hawaiian adventure, run some errands for my boss, plan labor day weekend, etc. As I turned the corner to go home, I gasped at what I saw. What were those flashing lights in front of my house? Was that a fire truck, an ambulance, police cars? No God, please no, not my house! I sprinted as fast as I could into the front door in time to see an emergency crew putting my husband on a gurney ready to take him to the hospital. Then I saw my son, standing there, with no color in his face, his teary eyes looking at me in desperation. He had handled the entire event of his dad's heart attack by himself. Horror filled our hearts as we clung to each other hoping for the best, yet intuitively knowing that we would never have him back again. Unfortunately, our nightmare came true.

Two years have passed since that dreadful morning. In some ways it seems like yesterday that I lost my love. Then again, maybe a million years have passed and I just didn't notice. So much has been taken away from me and yet I have been given back something I would not have possibly seen had this tragedy not occurred. As I look at my son, I see a young man full of life, hungry for adventure, pursuing knowledge, masculine, yet tender as a baby's whisper. And I see strength that can only come through great pain, tenacity because you don't give up when the going gets tough, loyalty to those you love because you never want them to walk alone, steadfastness to truth, devotion to GodŽ .I see his dad!

Yesterday his ingratiating brown eyes looked at me with a sparkle and he said, "Don't you think it's time we go to Hawaii?"


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