I agree with White Beard on this one. It brings tears to my eyes also. I have had one person who brought me to my knees on the floor literaly. It was my father in law. We moved from Washington State (Fort Lewis) back to Tennessee for reasons that were not good. My father in law who I had only met once was dying of bone cancer. My husband wanted to be with his father so we left my family in Washington to move us, (by car 2600 miles) 3 kids and a 150 pound dog across country. Thats a whole story meant for later..
Anyways he really didn't like me. Thought I was to northern, not a very good house keeper, to girley for I love keeping myself in shape and keeping my nails perfect, and felt I let my husband help around the house to much. Before he got to sick and he could still perform, (my husbands whole family has spent there life on stage, musicians) he would send out his love for his two most favorite women in his life, His wife and my sister in law. I was always forgotten during family dinners and never invited to there gatherings. I just went and smiled for my husband.
To the story. Its kinda long so bare with me.
He started to become really sick. By this time my mother had moved to Tennessee. Her and I would go down and let my mother in law go run errands. We stayed with him. Soon while my husband went to work (I was a stay at home mom) I had to stay at my father in laws house throughout the day. Just in case I had to call him when the time was near. Hospice came and went on a daily basis. At night I would cook his favorite meals, I would freeze serving sizes for both of them for a whole week(father and mother in law) I would wake up early get my kids off to school and drive the 25 miles to his house. I would do their dishes, clean their house, feed my father in law his chocolate pudding he loved so much. I researched and found the best made lotion ($30.00) for his feet and legs that were hurting and flaking so I could rub his legs and feet down. There is a picture of us in this position that makes my husband cry. My sister in law who was his favorite never came over thoughtout this ordeal. (she lived 1 block away, always a headache or something) Soon it came to the point that he knew it was close. I had moved him to his favorite chair so that he could see out the window and eat his pudding. The kids were all outside with my husband doing yard work but they were really playing catch more than anything. Bob looked at me just kinda stared for a few moments. He reached into the side table and pulled out something in a box. Just handed it to me. He wasn't a man for many words. I opened it and it was a magnet that you put on a referigerator. With and angel and a poem. This poem was about hidden angels that come along once in your life. The angel that comes to you in your passing. He looked at me and said "Your my Angel" I cried so hard with my head in his lap. Boy I'm crying now!!!! My father was a really bad man so to have this man finally like me was overwhelming. He passed away 4 days later.
My husband said years after my father in law passed that (kinda funny it was just last week) his dad finally saw into me. He tried to explain to me his father was of an older generation and they thought so differently. My husband told me what he thought his father saw.
It just breaks my heart to know we had such little time together. BTW my sister in law didn't even come over to the house the day hospice told us he was going. She was tired. I will never believe anyone who says she just dealt with it differently. No shes just plain ole selfish!!! Someday got another story about my 6 week old nephew we were going to adopt that was living with us but let my brother in law adopt him. (my sister in law is 20 years his senior he would never have children)
Ok theres my novel whos next