After Hazel and I got married at the ages of 20 and 21, I questioned our judgment in choosing to marry so young. When we had a baby soon after, I wondered how I could possibly support a family. In our mid-40s, I thought we were too young to become grandparents, though our grandchildren are lovely. Then when Hazel passed away at 50 from the coronavirus, I finally realized why we got married so young: We weren’t meant to grow old together. And I am grateful for our time. — Sean Luke Dado
Real Life of an MSW 
So sad and lovely. There is always a reason, though it may not always be apparent.
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Well said!
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What a sad and lovely story …
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Thanks for reading and commenting!
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Gratitude at its finest.
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I would not have thought of the word “gratitude”, but it truly is fitting with this story.
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