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One Night, One Kiss, Three WOrds

post #1 of 5
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I got this story in an email. I thought it was very touching. I don't know the person who wrote it, it came in my Rondout subscription.

“One Night, One Kiss, Three Wordsâ€

My parents had the perfect marriage, or so I thought. However, one day in the 60's changed that thinking. It was 1963. The Dodgers won the World Series over the hated Yankees. "My" Texas Longhorns were 11-0 and beat Roger Steinbach and Navy in the Cotton Bowl, and were crowned the national champions. Life was pretty good for a 13-year old living in Texas.

Then that fateful night arrived. The day innocence was shattered - the moment in history when I discovered fairy tales were exactly that - fairy tales. It was the night an appalling truth crashed upon me. Mom and dad did not have the perfect marriage. In fact, mom and dad hated each other.

I do not recall what they argued about that night. But I remember enough to know that I wish I had never been born. And the fighting intensified as the weeks went by.

And finally, Dad moved out.

Writing this, I wonder if parents really comprehend the impact that those words - "dad moved out" - have on a child, even a child of 13? Why? Why can't they just love each other the way I love them both? Why can't they forgive, forget, and start all over again ? And why is God doing this to me? Why doesn't the hurt go away?

And why can't my daddy live with us? Parents at times forget how bad kids can hurt. But sometimes parents remember.

It was one of those Sundays. Dad called. "You guys want to play golf?"
What a dumb question!

Dad, don't you realize that all I want to do is to be with you? Ever since you moved out, life has taken a tumble. I have pimples, I'm fat, and all the girls laugh at me. I have one friend in the entire world, and he's kind of weird too. I don't care about my grades, yet I do care. I miss you dad. I'll do anything to be with you.

â€Sure, Dad, we'll play golf with youâ€.

And so we played, but didn't talk much. But darkness came much too soon, and as much as I dreaded it, we were headed for home.

"Thanks for taking us out dad. Do you have to go so soon? Please stay a few minutes. Mom is not home. You can leave when she gets here. Please dad."

So he stayed. We drank ice tea. But mostly we sat, dreading the coming separation. And mom walked through the door.

They had been living apart for a few months, but had been separated for years. They had not kissed, or hugged, or held hands, or slept in the same bed for years. They had not, at least to my knowledge, used the word 'love' to each other , for each other since I could remember.

No one really knew about it that, Mom was about to give my sister, my brother, and me the greatest gift imaginable.

We all had some tense moments as we requested dad to stay back for dinner. Dinner was a quite affair. And finally it was time to leave.

It was 10:00 PM when Mom finished her work and came in. She announced that she was going to bed.

"Goodnight Ann. I love you." And she kissed my sister on the cheek.
"Goodnight Richard. I love you." And she kissed my brother on the cheek.
"Goodnight David. I love you." And she kissed me on the cheek.

And she paused. We could sense she wasn’t yet through with the goodnights. But there was only one person left in the room.

He was sitting in a big chair to my left. And though it has been 35 years since that night, I still can see his face, and hers.

She walked over to him. Without a word being said, with compassion and love and tenderness like I had never seen or experienced before, she kissed her husband, our dad, on the cheek and whispered the golden words !

"And Goodnight Tom ! I love you too !"

And soon she left the room. Dad said goodnight to us and left. No one mentioned the miracle we had experienced.

The next day, dad came home to stay. And for 27 years, they held hands, and hugged, and kissed, and loved each other with the love of the ages.

And you know why? Because one woman decided to love, and forgive, and forget - decided to start all over for her man. Because one mother saw the hurt and the pain three children were going through. And because one man decided to accept that unconditional love, and to give it back, to reciprocate.

Years later, mom had breast cancer. They were both old by then. I came into the hospital room after traveling all day to get there. As I walked into the room, there was dad sitting in a big chair to my left. He was holding his bride's hand, and stroking her hair. And my mind raced back to that auspicious night, when love was reborn.

One night, one kiss, three words. The magic of those words lasted a life time & beyond ! Thanks for the gift, mom and dad. I love you.

Note about the author : He is a minister for the Downtown Church of Christ in Searcy, AR. The story above is a true story about his mother and father. His dad died in 1993; his mom still lives in Houston and has given permission to tell this story. "One Night, One Kiss, Three Words" is a chapter in a book he is working on - soon to be finished.
post #2 of 5
What a touching story! Good luck with your book.

post #3 of 5
Thread Starter 
That wasn't my story, I got it in an email. I'll change that last paragraph so it's not so confusing.
post #4 of 5
That one brought tears to my eyes. If only it were that easy for some marriages to be repaired. I'm one of the lucky ones, my parents were truly devoted to each other until the day Mom passed on, and even after that.
post #5 of 5
That was indeed a very touching story.
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