The Sweetest Romances....

Last night at the softball game I sat next to a woman with a brain tumor. I've known her and her husband for over six years. She has always been tough and independent and he has always been funny telling stories about wrestling and the Sheriff's department he had worked for.

She walked slowly towards me her left arm hanging a little differently than usual and the left side of her face sagging slightly. Her husband was right there with her telling her not to get in too big of a hurry. I looked at him and saw several more lines on his face than the last time I saw him, which wasn't long ago.

He gently sat her down on one of those camping chairs built for two. He made such a fuss over her calling her his baby girl and making sure she was comfortable. They had traveled about 40 miles to watch their grandaughter play softball. They held hands and the love they had for each other shown in both their faces and in everything they said. He even said he had been trying to get back down on his knees in front of her and people kept interrupting them.

The doctor said that if there was any type of brain tumor to get this was the type. Her brain tumor is not a death sentence. Unfortunately, they still have a lot more to go through. She's had to give up driving and he's had to allow her to do some things for herself. They were so cute sitting there next to each other telling stories about the doctors, their grandchildren, and how their life has changed in the past couple of weeks.