There once was a little girl
who fell in love with a little boy.
When she got a little older, she married him. She was 13, he was
16. You wouldn't expect their marriage to last, because they
were both just teenagers. But as they grew older, they had kids,
their kids had kids, and those kids had kids.
Then one day, many years later, she had a stroke.
She was expected to live, but she would have to be in the
hospital for a while. Then, unexpectedly, she stopped breathing.
The doctors tried to save her, but couldn't. Her whole
family was at the hospital crying for her. She was only 78
years old. And until her dying breathe, guess who had
been by her hospital bed the whole time she was there, and with
her every day of her life before that? That same man she married
62 years ago. <3
Teenage. Love. Exists. I'll
miss you, Grandma Martha. <3