Time surely play the tricks. This woman knows it very well
Single Mom Never Expected Her Husband’s Boss To Come To Her House & Do This.
Widow and an expectant mother.
I was twenty-four years old and three months pregnant when my husband died. I was a both widow and an expectant mother.
We had bought a new home and I had filled our two bedroom apartment with nursery items in anticipation of moving in. Now the house would be taken away. I knew I would have to go back to my parents' home, at least until I delivered the baby. And the shock of my husband's sudden death had made losing the baby a very real possibility.
I moved back into my old bedroom. My twin bed, a crib and a dresser was all that could fit in the 8 x lo foot bedroom. The rest of our furniture had to go into storage.
Financial crisis
I was able to pay for three months worth of storage and then I would have to sell all the new furniture we had bought for our new home because I wouldn't be able to pay any more storage fees.
I had been told I couldn't grieve my husband's death because the baby was so at risk of delivering early, so I focused on keeping calm. Of course, that wasn't easy - and it only got more difficult! Because I tend not to be a person who shares my troubles much, I had told no one but my sister. She was poorer than me and could only provide moral support. My parents were just making ends meet with another mouth to feed.
A surprise
Then one day in early January 1971 I received a cashier's check for $5oo. I had no idea who it was from and no amount of calling the financial institution who issued it gave me any clues.
I was saved! We had enough money to pay for the storage rental for nearly another year!
I was so happy I smiled all day - something I hadn't done in months!
Boss's arrival
Then, on the same day, my husband's boss came to the house saying he wanted to see how I was doing. I told him about the check and he was thrilled for me. I knew I had nothing coming from the company my husband had worked for because he had been there only 6 months. In order to get insurance payments or death benefits you had to be with the company for a year.
The man sat down and pulled out three envelopes. The first was what we were due of my husband's salary for his last month. The second was a bonus check he had earned for the month before (which was originally due to be issued at the end of the year.) And the third was for $10,000, which was his death benefits with the company!
I was incredulous! How could this be? His boss explained the first two checks were due us for services rendered, and he said he used his twenty-eight years with the company to make sure they did the right thing by us.
To this day I don't know how he did it but that money saved us.
After the baby was born (with health issues that required thirteen surgeries in two years,) I was able to stay home with him until he was healthy enough to go to a nursery school with other kids. And it allowed us to move to a little apartment of our own.
In one day we had been saved by two angels with acts of kindness that touched my very soul. It was forty-one years ago but I have never forgotten them or that day.
It was the day I smiled from morning to night!...
