I've been single most of my life after my very short first marriage (a youthful indiscretion). So naturally, I'm thrilled that at the age of 57 I'm marrying a widower who is simply fabulous.
Fred's beloved spouse died this past summer, only months after being diagnosed with cancer, and he cared for her with great tenderness to the very end. Though I knew them both a bit before she died, he and I only got together because he asked me for help planning a memorial for her. Working together on the service is how we grew close and then fell in love.
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