No PROBABLY about it!

Was looking for this comment!!! 4 months after ‘the love of his life’ passed away as well.

THIS!!!

☝️ Came to say this! I lost the love of my life 2.5 yrs ago and can't see myself with anyone else, ever.

EDIT: Sorry! Long read, thank you if you choose to read! I came to say similar. My only real life example of true love was my maternal grandparents. My grandpa was a korean war draftee and vet. They were born in the early 30s in ethnically divided Chicago. My grandpa was polish and my grandma was Italian. Neither culture approved of the other and each was told to "stick to their own kind". When he was able to visit home after basic training, they told their families they could either support their marriage or they'd leave and family would never see them again. Both families reluctantly gave their support and they had a rushed wedding before he had to deploy. He was stationed in Washington state, so my grandma moved to the base housing. When my grandpa returned (by some grace of a higher order of fate) they got pregnant with my mom, who was born in Washington. When he was discharged, they returned to Chicago, where they had 4 more kids. I was born when the youngest sibling was 16. All 5 kids went to college and started families. When i was just barely 7, my grandma was diagnosed with lung cancer. She had a lobe of lung removed and did chemo and radiation. She went into remission but a couple months after the 1 year anniversary of remission, she was diagnosed with a highly aggressive form of pancreatic cancer. She did a round or 2 of chemo with no impact to the tumor, so she decided to come back home and do hospice. My grandpa was by her side the entire time and i could, even at my young age, see the pain and utter destruction that her impending loss had created in him. A few weeks later, she was gone. This was September 1993. My grandpa left her clothes and shoes in her closet, kept her pictures up and remained in their family home until the day he passed in January 2023. He never dated or looked at another woman in that way, and he loved her completely until the day he died nearly 30yrs later. Neither my mother nor any sibling could bring themselves to clean out and pack up my grandparents bedroom when it came time to sell the family house, so I had to do it. I was able to carefully pack away so many memories of their life and love, memories that i held dear of my childhood memories of them together. She was the love of his life and he lived in that love believing that one day that they'd be together again. He was proof that true love and the love of fairy tales could be real if you found someone to love completely with your whole heart and soul. My first marriage was definitely not that, but i didn't know and love myself enough to see the abuse that made it not really love... but it was my grandpa, who didn't believe in divorce, who finally got through to me that i was not loved and cherished, nor was i safe where i was. He actually supported the divorce completely and helped me get back on my feet after i left. He supported me when my childhood love and i crossed paths by chance, and i fell in love with the man he had become. He supported me when i magically got pregnant (had battled infertility in 1st marriage) with identical twins only a few months into our relationship. He saw that I'd found my person before i even saw it. He loved my boys (his 1st great grandkids) with his whole heart bc he realized they were the grounding in which I'd find my whole heart again and that this marriage was my fairytale love. It's been more than a decade, and this man and my children are my whole world and they were worth healing my traumas for, allowing my true self to be present in this life and love. For the record, my parents and siblings also love and support us, but my grandpa is just of the generation where we are of different mindsets about most things social and political, so his support through all of this just hit differently. He was proof that real love exists and that the families that come from that love should be cherished for the gift they are. I miss him more than words allow bc he was (well still is) proof that even in the darkness of this world, there's always a little light of you are willing to work for it. I will always keep that with me and hopefully teach my children by example that true love does exist if you are willing to work and fight for it.

​@phtm35 i am so sorry for your loss!

WOW! OP is absolutely the AH.

Absolutely the AH OP.

He & new family would be moving out of the kids FAMILY home soon! Or at least SHOULD BE!

@@wandering-neverlost9468 He can't afford it without selling the house so best of luck. This is why people need to set up trusts for their kids if they have the funds.

OR...ARE THEY?!?

Oh, he's filling holes, all right.

Hit the nail on the 🧑🔨!