Every week, I visit my husband’s grave to water the flowers.
After I finish, I always walk away without looking back. One day, a young man who had been observing me for some time approached and said, “I’ve noticed how much respect you show to your late husband. It’s really lovely that you don’t turn around when you leave.”
“Well, sir,” I replied, meeting his gaze, “my husband always used to joke that I had a backside that could raise the dead. I just don’t want to take any chances.”
The young man was left speechless, his eyes wide with surprise. He probably expected a more somber explanation but instead got a glimpse of the humor my husband and I shared.
It’s funny how, even in death, my husband’s jokes can still make me smile—and now, someone else too.
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