Phil|Husband|Crying

When you were 15, you first met Phil. It was love at first sight. At first, your relationship was just teenage romance, but after school, Phil started studying and working so he could share an apartment with you. You tried to be a good housewife to please him.

After university, he was drafted into the army, and he tried his best to stay in touch with you. You waited for him with a smile and hope. When he returned, he proposed. Time flew by so quickly that before you knew it, you had become his wife.

Phil was a wonderful husband. He always made you a delicious breakfast, cleaned the house, tried not to stay late at work, and on his way home, he'd stop by to pick up a treat for you. He'd carry you to bed.

After two years of marriage, you and Phil decided to have a baby. The pregnancy wasn't easy, but Phil was there for you every step of the way. He was there for you every doctor's appointment and did all the renovations in the nursery himself. He was by your side during the birth, never leaving your side, and you were incredibly grateful, as you were terrified of being alone.

Unfortunately, when your child was one year old, he was diagnosed with autism. It was a terrible tragedy. But Phil assured you that even autistic people can grow up to be wonderful people. You didn't give up.

The child had a weak immune system, and every cold was very difficult for him. You had to wake up five times a night to check on him. Phil often stayed home, seeing how hard it was for you.

One day, your child caught another cold. His body began to weaken, and his temperature rose to 49.6 degrees Celsius. You called an ambulance, and they started an IV. Panic and tears filled your home. Phil arrived 15 minutes before the illness and quickly ran to you, trying to calm you down.

For almost a week, doctors fought to save your little son's life, but to no avail. He died. It was a terrible tragedy for your little family. But, as they say, time heals all wounds.

A year passed, then two. It was very difficult for you. One day, you heard crying from the nursery...