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Tonight my cousin took two friends of hers and me out. First to the local diner--originally we were to go to a diner a couple of towns away but due to time constraints we picked the diner near me. It is the diner in which John and I were regulars AND it happened to be the place where my former in-laws gave me the heave-ho. I held my breath, would I see any of the staff I knew tonight? I didn't see them when I was with my former in-laws. Lo and behold I saw the two waitstaff that we knew. I did something I didn't expect to do, I approached one, took his hand and lead him to the second waitstaff and held her hand. They were perplexed but they asked how I was doing.
I told them of my husband's death.
The shock was unbelievable. The gentlemen waiter thought I was joking, he had tears in his eyes. I explained everything. Then I told them what my former in-laws did in that very diner. "WHO ARE THEY!?!" they asked. I didn't want trouble so I didn't go into specifics. Then I see the owner, she's in shock---and I'm hit hard. Holy, I forgot she became a widow last year! I tell her everything, a small crowd of employees still around us. She's crying; I can see she is remembering her pain and I so want to take it away. I'm being positive, but it is so hard when I see her cry. We hug hard.
I went back to the table with my cousin and friends and ate. Before I left I received hugs from the two waiters, good wishes whispered in my ear.
I'm glad I went to the diner; I walked out with hope. People who cared--I won't associate it with what my in-laws did..but with the good times my John and I had there and with the caring people that work there.
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Comment by hendrixx2 on September 28, 2012 at 7:58am hi Emy,
There you go...good lemonade from a lemony situation....
Comment by AEDforever (Ali) on September 22, 2012 at 8:18pm That is a great story Emy. Sometimes we can get so much love and support from these people who are a seemingly small part of our lives, and even from strangers. I remember being at Macy's when the sales lady rang up my purchase of a black dress. She said "oh a great little cocktail dress" ..I then informed her it was for my husbands funeral. She stopped ringing me up, came around from the counter, and gave me the biggest hug. I was so touched. A perfect stranger took a risk to make me feel better - and she did.

Comment by janet on September 22, 2012 at 12:19pm That is great Emy. You have really come a long way and I am proud of you. You are a strong lady!!
Comment by Dianne in Nevada on September 22, 2012 at 9:02am Good for you, Emy. You showed great strength in how you handled this.
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