I'm sure that with the Internet, touching videos of a child making a positive impact on a senior's life are in no way in short supply. This is my attempt at this age old sweet story. Many times I found myself in tears writing this, and I hope you enjoy reading it as I did writing it.

Video is of original story that inspired me to write this. In no way is my story about the real life of any in the video at the top.

One Shot from: Time after time.

Nathan and Olivia Jane^^^

Invasive breast cancer. Invasive breast cancer has spread from the original site (either the milk ducts or the lobules) into the nearby breast tissue, and possibly to the lymph nodes and/or other parts of the body. For this reason, invasive breast cancers have a poorer prognosis than DCIS.

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Like the loud sound of a slamming door. The word death is a shock to the system that vibrates throughout your entire body. The knowledge of not seeing the one you loved for so long, ever again is enough to bring you to your knees.

Her frail body lay on the hospital bed that is in the once happy family dinning room. This had been once a happy place full of life. With kids running around and loud family dinners. Nathan spent 55 years loving this woman. They had lived, loved, and raised four children in the house.

No longer is it the bright happy place where their oldest son had chased the younger girls with a frog around the large dinning table. That table and all the other furniture from the room had been removed. Now the much loved table had been tucked away in the shead out back. The room was full of the medical supplies to keep her comfortable.

Nathan stands by her bed and holds her hands as she fights for every breath. He keep a smile on his face as she looks to him for reassurance. All the children have left him for his final tearful goodbye.

Noah, and the girls wait in the den with their kids. It was hard to witness the children tell their farewell to the best mother they could have had. Now it was Nathan's turn with his beautiful bride

His entire life had centered around the woman in the bed. From the moment they meet in grade school, to the dark days of WW2. When he had to leave her alone to raise their new born son. To the hard day when they laid their youngest daughter to rest after she died from complications from Rubella at the age of four. At the time there was not much that could be done to help their precious child.

Through it all she had been the light in his life, and incredibly strong. He knows that after she has gone on he will live in a much darker place.

"I love you." Her voice was low and tired. The pain she was written all over her face.

"You have been my life." Nathan answered. His voice catches as he holds back the tears.

"I will never stop loving you. No matter be in this life or the next. Nothing in this life has been better than loving you." She whispered as she gently squeezed his hand. Nathan leans forward to press his lips to her's one last time.

As the kiss ends Nathan feels her last breath brush across his lips. "Good bye my sweet."

He truns away and calls our to his son. Noah enters along with the home health care nurse. It only take a short time to confirm what Nathan already knew. His love of his life was gone.

Six months later Nathan spent his days in the dark and gloomy house. He didn't go out offen. Only to church or the store then right back home. There was nothing that could take away the pain of her loss. In his heart he felt that God had condemned him to this dark place without her.

As he keeps his depression hidden from their kids, but he can't help to sink deeper in. He puts on a good front for them. But each day his grief grows more and more.

With a heavy hart he gets up to start another lonely day. He dresses and shaves putting on his clothes for the day. In the past today was a special time. Her brithday was a day he had not been looking forward to.

Normally they would have celebrated with a small cake for two and calls from the children. He would slipped out to get her flowers just to see her smile. Today it would all be different.

He went out to run the errands for the day. First to the post office to mail the last of the payments for the medical bills. Next he stopped by the flower shop to get a nice arrangement for the grave of his beloved.

Once the flowers were laid at her gravestone he made his way to get a little food to keep him going for another few days. The trip to the store had once been the highlight of their day. They never failed to meet up with several friendly faces in the store. She loved chatting with their neighbors they meet here.

Now Nathan hated this part of his day. It never failed that he meet up with someone who asked him how he was feeling. He always came up with some way to make the happiness seamed real for their old friends.

His heart was heavy as he push the squeaky cart up and down the ails of the store. Nathan came upon to the bakery section of the store. He looked over all the things it had to offer. The one thing that stood out was a small cake decorating with pink roses. It was just big enough to feed two people.

Nathan's eyes welled up with tears. He could almost see his beloved face as she would have blown out the candle. They would've eaten the cake off of the fantasy plates that they had gotten as wedding present. She loved the to take out the old dishes. They would talk about their wedding day and laugh about how nervous they both were on the big day.

Nathan was so lost in the thoughts of his wife he barely heard the sweetest little voice. "Today's my brithday!" The small child in the cart next to his exclaimed.

She was dressed in pretty pink dress with a sprinkling tiara atop her head. She had a bright smile and large blue eyes. Her long blonde hair hung in loose ringlets about her shoulders.

"That's wonderful, happy birthday." Nathan's voice cracked with the unleashed tears from the thoughts before the child spoken to him. He went to push his cart off.

"No, no , no! You have to give me a brithday hug." The child insisted pulling on Nathan's shirt sleeve.

"Olive Jane! Don't bother the nice man." Her mother gently chided the child.

"No ma ma, he needs a hug." Olive Jane heald out her arms to Nathan. It was as if the child could tell how low Nathan was. The tears welled up in his eyes as he let the little girl engulf him in the best hug he had received in six months.

"You have no idea how much I needed that." Nathan said as he pulled out a thread bare handkerchief from his pocket, and moped away the tears that streamed down his face.

"Well there's nothing better in this world than loving you." Olive Jane smiled up at Nathan. Something in the child's eyes reminded him of his dear wife.

"You know that you made me extremely happy." Nathan chuckled at the young girl's excited face.

From that day the two form a friendship that lasted for ten years. From brithdays to Christmas. To Olive Jane's first day at preschool to the first day of high school. They remain the best of friends.

It was not till Olive Jane was a junior in high school that Nathan's health started to fade. He was diagnosed with prostate cancer that quickly robbed him of his strength. Olive Jane did her best to make Nathan happy and proud of her.

She was a honor student and was nominated for the homecoming court. They made a plan for Nathan to escort Olive Jane on to the football field for the homecoming game.

Only Nathan lost his battle a few nights just before the homecoming game. Olive Jane asked her father to take Nathan's place. Olive Jane knew that she would never forget the dear man who had been her dearest friend for so many years, and she would meet him again be it in this life or the next.

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For now....