51-year-old Amy Krouse Rosenthal was fighting ovarian cancer, and found out she did not have long to live. It scared her at first. Then, she started thinking about something more important to her. Her husband.
Jason had been the man in her life for quite some time, and she did not want to leave him a lonely, broken man. So she wrote a letter to any interested woman, because she wanted him to fall in love again.
She wrote: “If you’re looking for a dreamy, let’s-go-for-it travel companion, Jason is your man… He is a sharp dresser. Our young adult sons, Justin and Miles, often borrow his clothes.
Those who know him — or just happen to glance down at the gap between his dress slacks and dress shoes — know that he has a flair for fabulous socks.
He is fit and enjoys keeping in shape. He is a lawyer and an excellent cook who paints in his spare time. He loves listening to music, and showed up at my first pregnancy ultrasound with flowers.
If he sounds like a prince and our relationship seems like a fairy tale, it’s not too far off, except for all of the regular stuff that comes from two and a half decades of playing house together.”
Amy downplayed her cancer and impending death as one of life’s cruel little tricks. But because Jason had made her so happy to the end of her days, she wanted someone to do the same for him. And THAT… is true love.
