MY SONS SENT ME TO THE PLACE WHERE I FIRST MET MY LATE HUSBAND DECADES AGO — COMING HOME, I COULDN’T HOLD BACK MY TEARS.
I lost my husband. At 70, my life felt so empty, so meaningless without him. It was like my whole world had turned upside down. Months later, while showing my sons an old photo album, I came across one special picture and burst into tears again.
“I still remember this place,” I cried, showing them an old photo of a bridge. “I met your dad here. We both loved wandering in nature and bird watching. I wish I could go there again and tell him how much I miss him.”
The next day, my sons surprised me with a plane ticket to fulfill my wish. I was over the moon with happiness!
“Mom, trust us… you WON’T regret this trip. You HAVE to go!!!” said my eldest, Eric.
But when I came back a few days later, I froze, staring ahead in shock. My own sons tricked me?! The only words I could say through my tears were:
“OH GOODNESS! What happened to my house?!”
