Welcome to Kind World. Today's story is about Dan Peterson, who lives in Augusta, Georgia.

For years, Dan and his wife were inseparable.

My wife, she was an angel.

They met late in life and did everything together.

She drove him to work every day,

and he ran errands for her business in floral design.

I've always been a bit of a loner.

So we had each other.

We just devoted ourselves to each other.

I had it all figured out that I was going to die first,

and so that's no problem. And then all of a

sudden she was in hospital for 35 days.

Mary's 80-year-old heart was beating abnormally fast, and it went faster and faster until finally,

after 35 days, it stopped.

Dan sat next to his wife's unresponsive body for hours,

trying to come to terms with his new reality.

As days with his new reality.

As days turn into months, Dan didn't know what to do with himself.

He spent a lot of time in his garden, remembering his wife's favorite flower, white roses.

I've never been able to get a white rose to grow.

All might have red.

A darkness settled over Dan that he couldn't seem to escape.

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