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Click hereI can hear someone coming, just as I used to listen out when John had his head buried under my skirt. I turn my head, reach for a handkerchief, wipe my tears away and stand up.
It is Sarah, my granddaughter, waddling up the lane holding her pregnant belly. I know that she would have insisted on coming by herself. As she had said frequently 'I'm pregnant, not an invalid'.I walk to meet her.
"I'm a silly old fool, Sarah," I say, "a silly, romantic, old April Fool."
"No, you're not, Granny. You loved him. We loved him. We will never forget him. Come now to have lunch. Elaine has brought her new baby to show us. She's gorgeous."
She was. Her tiny hand gripped my finger.
"Alice," Elaine said, "We have called her Cecily after her grandmother, and Joan for your John. Cecily Joan will be christened on Wednesday. We want you to be one of her godmothers. Your daughter Helen has already agreed. Will you be a godmother too, Alice, please?"
"Of course I will, Elaine. Where?"
"In the garrison church of course," Louis replied. "Cecily Joan, like all of us, is part of the regimental family."
And she is. A few weeks later the family was increased by Sarah's son John, John's namesake and great-grandson. Louis and Elaine became John's godparents. Baby John is one more in the regimental family.
That family includes me and my hero John.
"We'll gather lilacs in the spring again
And walk together down an English lane
Until our hearts have learned to sing again..."
An unexpected story on lit. Certainly a Lilac amongst a load of weeds. thank you
If I live to be 100, I doubt that I could write such an excellent story.
Thank You
HP
Very, very well done. Sentimental without being the least bit sappy. Anyone looking back on a long, happy marriage after losing a spouse will be moved. When the spouse's death, already expected, comes immediately through a heroic act, the pride and love will be greater. A very powerful and believable story. Thank you.
This is by far the best story ( or description ) about or what a military family really is. Having served during Vietnam Nam, as a med tech, also in neuro surgery IC unit at Wilford Hall USAF Hospital - takeing care of many wounded, seeing their families, this story brought tears to this 75 yr. old veteran. Every day, I am proud to have served in the way I did, and thank the writer for such a poignant story. I salute you!
As a former military officer myself, I know the hardships my wife has had to endure, yet our love for one another is stronger than ever. A lovely story that has filled me with emotion. A wonderful read.
I've read a lot of your work over the years. Short this may be, but the quality is peerless.
This story is so heart warming and romantic. This is the kind of love and commitment most of us are longing for. The story is also very well written. Thank you for sharing this with us.
What a marvelous love story, so well written. Must have gotten something in my eyes, imagine that. Five stars.
There are few submissions on this site with the class to stand next to this one.
Not much I can say, as you are well above my pay grade, Thank you for sharing.
NorthPacific