Cute Story...yeah, I'm sappy

Ok, so I decided to write an entry instead of studying for my first test this Thursday...

I wanted to share a really touching story that Louis told me about a couple days ago that a geriatrician told his med school class about during a lecture.

So once upon a time Margaret and Bob were high school sweethearts and loved each other very much even though Margaret's father disapproved of their relationship. Unfortunately Bob had to go serve in WWII and leave Margaret behind. Margaret tried to keep in touch with by writing him letters while he was away and Bob did the same. However, Margaret's father never sent any of the letters to Bob and hid all the letters from Bob from Margaret so neither got any of the letters from the other. After thinking Bob wasn't writing her back, Margaret sent one last letter to Bob tellign him she thought that they should move on with their lives and see what else is out there for them--her father sent this letter to Bob. (Sounds a little like The Notebook right? You can be sure that by this point in the convo I was for sure tearing up)

So Margaret and Bob did move on with their lives. They both fell in love again and married other people and had families. Both lived in Kansas City but never tried to contact each other. Eventually Margaret's husband and Bob's wife passed away and Bob decided to get in touch with Margaret again. They did see each other again and after all those years were still in love with each other and got married...in their eighties.

And now comes the sad part. Margaret was diagnosed with lung cancer and her first thought when she learned of her diagnosis was concern for Bob and what he would do without her. The geriatrician that told this story to the med school class was the one who helped Margaret tell Bob about her diagnosis and has been involved with her treatment. Margaret underwent surgery but isn't responding well to chemotherapy, etc so she and Bob have decided that she won't have any more surgeries, etc and they will just spend the remaining time they have with each other and make the most of it.

By the time Louis finished telling me this story I was ready to start crying. I hope eventually that I find love like that and get to spend the rest of my life with that person. Sometimes I doubt the likelihood of that considering that the U.S. divorce rate is approximately 50% and it seems like no one stays together anymore but then stories like Margaret and Bob's makes it seem possible after all except I hope I don't have to wait until I'm eighty. Also I have no idea where I'm going to end up in the future let alone a year from now and where my relationships are going to go as a result of that but I try to comfort myself with the thought that if it's meant to be, it'll work out in the end.