This is a short that I came up with after I heard a story from a woman friend of mine. This woman attended a wake for a female business associate's grandmother. The step-grandfather spoke about the wonderful 35 years they had together. The grandmother was separated for 30 years and divorced for 28. Do the math. The female business associate's mother was only 12 when the wonderful 35 years her mother and step father had started together. The idiot had no clue what he unleashed so publically.
Eulogy of Roxanne
Roxanne Windsor was a complicated person, taken so early in her life at 44. It was an insidious form of cancer that took her away from us. She was first diagnosed with it a year ago. It was discovered during medical tests after her auto accident. She kept it quiet and told only a few people, my brother Carl and myself, my father her ex-husband, along with her lawyer and an investigator. You see, recovering at home after the accident, she found out that Bill, her partner of 15 years and now husband of 9 months, had been having affairs during the entire time they were together.
At their wedding 9 months ago some of you may have remembered how my stepfather spoke about their wonderful 14 years together. My mother has been separated for 11 years and divorced for 10. I was 10 years old when he first came into our lives. He moved in two weeks after my father was forced to leave our home.
In the past year my mother told my brother and me that she was young when she married my father. He was supportive and protected her. She said that she never really grew up. She was a weak individual. Bill came along and swept her off her feet and then continued to direct her entire life. He did all he could to destroy her relationship with her children and anybody else my mother was close to.
After the car accident, Roxanne was required to stay at home to recover. She found all sorts of evidence of what Bill actually was; dishonest, untruthful, ruthless and unfaithful.
Medically, Roxanne knew that she was dying. That could not be changed. Our doctor visits and the second and third opinions were not able to be refuted. Looking at death, she decided to correct as many of her mistakes that she could.
She started by contacting my father and his wife Gail to ask for forgiveness. Along with my brother and me at that family meeting, she was brutally honest about herself and what she did and allowed to happen. Then she asked for our help. She realized soon after her divorce years ago that Bill would not in any way ever be supportive of her. That was the first of many major disappointments with him.