My Love Story with My Husband, in W
1. From Teen Love to Marriage
“I’m Tina,” and at 68, I’m celebrating 50 years with my husband, Patrick.
We met in high school—he defended me from bullies on my first day. At 18, we married in a small chapel.
“You sure you want to do this?” he whispered. “Only if you do,” I replied.
2. A Sudden Disappearance
After our daughter was born, Patrick joined the army.
He returned safely but vanished days later on a trip with friends.
Years passed with no word. “We think… there might’ve been an avalanche,” a police officer finally told me.
3. Life Moves On—Until It Doesn’t
After 17 years, I remarried and had a son. On my wedding day, Patrick returned—thin, confused, but alive.
“Hello, Tina,” he said. He’d lost his memory and lived with another woman who claimed to be his wife.
4. Healing and Reunion
Patrick and I rebuilt our life. We even had another son, Sam. Through grief, shock, and healing, we found each other again. “Together, we made it,” and today, we celebrate love that never let go.
