I was surprised to get the phone call from my high school sweetheart. It seemed to come out of the blue. I hadn’t thought of him since I sent a sympathy card after his wife died. That was five years ago.
“I was going through some old papers and found your card,” William said. “I never thanked you for it because I somehow never opened it.”
“Say no more,” I said. I understood completely. My husband, Dwaine, had been dead 15 years, and I still felt the sting of loss.
Dwaine knew how lonely I’d been lately. He always wanted me to be happy, and I believed that even now he was up there with the angels in heaven hoping I’d find someone to share the rest of my life with. Lord, I’m ready for that companionship, I prayed.
William and I had so much to catch up on. We wound up talking the following night too. And the night after that. Soon our nightly talks were a ritual.
After a month of phone calls, William flew in to see me. We spent a long weekend together, holding hands, going out to lunch, taking walks in the evening. Before he left, William proposed.
I had no doubt William and I had Dwaine’s blessing from heaven—and the blessings of angels too. They knew William and I were both ready.
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