“I didn’t know this moment would be one of the few. When our babies fell asleep, and we’d have enough energy to dance in the kitchen, suds still on my hands from the dishes as he would pull me away from the sink when his favorite song would come on.”
‘I didn’t know then, as he held me in his arms, that less than 5 years from that night he would be dead.’
‘I watched him cry through the bus window. The next morning I pulled a pen from my coat pocket, grabbed his wrist, and drew this heart.’
“He crossed the road, climbed the bus steps, and I watched this time as his face appeared in the window. I waited for him to see me, to smile or wave or even to cry, but he never even looked at me. Instead, he looked at his wrist.”
‘I’ve never kissed a girl on the lips’: Why this couple WAITED to share their first kiss
“I really wanted the woman I was going to marry to be the only woman I had ever kissed.”
