Bonsoir, pouvez vous corriger mes fautes svp? et est ce compréhensible?
One day, my grandmother related me a story about her youth : when she was a child, she fell in love with a boy at school, who is actually my grandfather. They got married a few years later, when they were 19. The day of their wedding, my grandma was already pregnant of 3 months (of my father). She told me that they were perfectly happy together, but one day my grandfather had to go to his military service so he went. Days passed and here comes Christmas. He was still to his military service but wanted to make a surprise to my grandmother : to come back to spend some special time with her. But unfortunately, he had a car accident on his way home and died.
My grandmother was totally devastated, left alone with her only child (who was not even born when her husband died). She suffered a lot, she has been distraugh and grief-stricken for years, and even now, 50 years after those events, when she told me that story, I felt sadness and nostalgia in her voice, and I really felt her sadness inside of me.
Her story made me realize that you have to spend the more time you can with the ones you love, because something terrible can happen anytime, especially when nobody sees that coming.