Personal Narrative-The Love Of My Life

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She walked quietly into the bedroom I had been staying in ever since Benjamin passed away. My daughter, Amelia, allowed me to live with her because she knew my husband’s death would have been difficult to deal with on my own. She had just returned from collecting a few photo albums from my house in Manhattan. “Good morning,” Amelia said cheerily carrying three enormous photo albums, “I can’t believe you have so many pictures of you and Dad. There must be so many memories you two shared.” “Oh, thank you dear,” I said smiling. “Would you like to go through them with me?” I asked. Amelia eagerly agreed, and she sat at the foot of my bed flipping through the frail pages of the oldest photo album from around the late 1940s early 1950s. Amelia …show more content…
She deserved to know, it might even teach her a lesson about love. “It was 1943, long before I met your father, and I was a pretty, young, new nurse. With the war going on at that time, many nurses were needed to tend to all the injured soldiers returning to the mainland, so I too busy for love. But then, I met Chris Watters, a young pilot about to depart for war overseas.” I was so young and naïve, but it was love at first sight. “‘I nursed him when he was stationed at Centralia and had a ruptured appendix’” (Munro …show more content…
“Anxious to finally see Chris, I must’ve “had a worried face,” because I was confused that Chris didn’t come to me, but that he made me come to him (Munro 94). It had been four years since I last saw him, and I will admit that I didn’t look as young and fresh as I used to,” I explained. “Chris wanted to have a talk with me that night, so we went for a drive. I should have seen it coming; the wedding was off.” Amelia let out a small gasp and covered her mouth. I smiled at her and continued, “He said he still cared for me, but that he couldn’t marry me. I had so many thoughts running in my head. I felt like I wasn’t good enough for him, like I wasn’t attractive enough or young enough. I asked him if there was someone else. I didn’t get an answer. The drive back was extremely tense and we “walked off separately” (Munro 117).” This terrible news utterly shocked me, but I was determined to show him how much he meant to me so I stuck around thinking that this disaster could have a

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