At my husband's funeral, my ex-boyfriend, whom I hadn't seen for five years, kicked open the door of the funeral hall, pulled me up in public, and asked me with red eyes:
"He is my best brother - are you worthy of being his widow?"
I shook off his hand, looked into his eyes and said:
"By marrying me, he is repaying the life you owe me for you."
Five years ago, I blocked a knife for him and I could not get pregnant for the rest of my life. He knows nothing.
Five years later he became my new boss. From a judge from above, he became a sinner kneeling down and begging me for forgiveness.
He said he would pay it back for the rest of his life.
I said yes - then you finish writing the eulogy for my husband first.
He owed that eulogy for five years. He will spend his whole life erasing that unfinished wall.
