Second Chances

My mother and father's story began with a chance meeting on a flight to and from home/school. They talked during the flight and my father gave my mother a ride back to her dorm. The story in my mind is then filled with love letters, long phone conversations, and stolen moments. I've heard the story of the proposal so many times that I can picture it all happening! A small wedding takes place in a quaint church and they begin moving around the world. See, I had the privilege to watch my parents really love each other. My parents were blessed with an enduring love.
When my mom passed, I watched my dad sink lower and lower. We were all struggling to accept our own grief when my dad received a letter of sympathy from a childhood friend, Sandy. She was the ear my father needed. They rekindled their friendship. This is where our journey takes a new turn. In our short lifetime, we all hope to fall in-love with someone who truly loves us and we love in return. My father has had the privilege of falling in-love twice! Sandy and my father have found love with each other!
Over Christmas, Dad and Sandy made their commitment final and got married in their childhood church with their children standing by their sides. The honest truth is that I'm not sure about a lot of things now, but I am sure of their love. It is evident in the way the speak and laugh. I wish them nothing but extreme happiness and an enduring love.