A story about a woman who waited for her navy husband for 65 years, at a train station they last met every valentine's day.One day, after 65 years, she get to meet her husband only the meeting was a final parting as she was meeting the body of her dead husband. the story was the story of chances and the courage to face each passing days, and to expect whatever possibility that presented itself. a story of how we should grab the chance when we have the time, and not be regretful of the decisions we made, however painful it is.
The story was set in WW2, critical time where you cant hardly expect anything. the time when promises had no value. When hope would usually ended up in vain. But, in times when optimism seemed overrated, that's the time you needed it the most.
As the navy's trombone sounded to mark the final parting, one can only feel deeply for her: thoughts about the grief, the lost time and the memories: Tears were streaming uncontrollably as she was kissing the coffin of the dead beloved.
AS the woman said:Life has to move on. Give yourself the chance. take the chance. Although, something would always live as a part of you but when it's the time to let go, it has to be.
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