Two Daughters Are Wearing Me Out
I loved Susan, my wife, with all of my heart. She gave me the best years I could ever have asked for as well as three wonderful children. I was totally devoted to her and astounded that I could have been so fortunate as to have won her heart. One night she had an accident on the road. I almost died of grief. If not for my children, I would have committed suicide. I couldn’t go on without her, but couldn’t abandon my children. I became absorbed by my work and daughters. My only social activities had to do with taking the girls to school functions. I refused flatly even to consider getting involved with another woman. The girls did their best to cheer me up. In many ways they were successful. We would go …