My youngest daughter just watched the video of my oldest son's wedding, last fall. My son toasted his new wife and it went something like this: "I had never heard the story, that you lifted your head, as a newborn, in the hospital. My mom had always told me I had done that too. I guess from the minute we were born, we were just looking for each other."
It's just after Valentines day, surely we have some sweet stories to share?
When my dad courted my mom, it was during the Japanese occupation. My Dad was a guerilla. Whenever he'd come to visit mom, People would shout, "Man on horse, man on horse." My mom's father would tell dad to stop visiting mom because it was dangerous and there were Japanese around the area. The very next day, my Dad returned, and he told my mom's father, "Not even the devil himself can stop me from seeing Remy."
In what is absolutely the LAST thing I and what family I have left need to hear at this point in time - my father is back in the hospital with sepsis. He's been fighting an infection in the bones of his foot for ten...