If it proves to be his will that I am first to go
And somehow I’ve a feeling it will be
When it comes your time to travel likewise don’t feel lost
For I will be the first one that you’ll see.
Lyrics to The Far Banks of Jordan
A few weeks ago I went to spend the afternoon with a woman who had lost her husband of 58 years a few weeks prior.
Fifty-eight years of marriage. Can you imagine that?