I met a lady when I was in 3rd or 4th grade. She went to our church. We will call her Laura. Laura followed up on us when we first started going to the church.
She was married and had a few children. One day when I was around 12 years old I heard about how she was going to a softball game but had to come back to her house. When she came back to her house, she caught her husband with another woman.
They stayed together and worked through the issue. Her kids graduated from high school and went on with their lives. Laura found out she had cancer. Not too long after that, Laura was told that her chemotherapy would probably not work and she was going to die.
One day while she was receiving treatment, Laura’s husband came home and told her he was leaving her for another woman. He loved this other woman and could not live without her.