Lifetime With Styles

Chapter 1

“I will always love you Harry,”

As I stood there, rain trickling down my umbrella, I still couldn’t believe that this living nightmare was actually true. I looked down at the gray stone, tears streaming down my face. My husband, my lover, my partner, my rock, my best friend, my everything was gone. Forever. This loving man I called my husband for 57 years. The man who fathered 7 children with me. The man who I could turn to for everything and anything, is gone. The man who has been me since my teens. The man I was thankful I got to call mine.

I looked around and saw I was the only one still standing there. The newly fresh dirt just been laid down a few hours earlier. I didn’t want to walk away and leave him there, but I knew I had to sooner or later. The children sitting in their cars with their children waiting to make sure I was okay. But in reality no one was okay. We all lost someone who we all cared deeply for and we can never get him back. I looked to my left and saw the empty spot where I would be buried when my time came and the way I was feeling these past few weeks, I wanted to be there right now, with him. In his arms telling me this is all a dream. But once again I know it’s not.

I couldn’t stop looking at the stone and reading it over and over again:

Harry Edward Styles

February 1, 1994 – May 28, 2075

Loving Father, Grandfather & Husband

I leaned over and kissed the stone.  “I love you Haz,” I whispered. I took a deep breath, whipped my eyes and taking my slow paced steps back to the limo with everyone else. As I was walking back I thought about our life together: Our 7 children, our 25 grandchildren and even our 2 great-grandchildren. I thought about the boys and how he finally gets to see them again after all these years. Seeing his best friends leave this world was hard for Harry, but not as hard as me losing him. I thought about our life together, our wedding night when he accidently dropped me as he was caring me into the hotel room because he didn’t realize that the floor was a little slippery. I had never seen him laugh that hard in a long time. I thought about the first time we brought our first little one home and we both had no idea what we were doing. As the family grew, we got the hang of it and by the time the 7th came we were like pros.  Our 50th anniversary, the band got back together for what we didn’t know would be their last and finally performance as the complete One Direction. Seeing him on that stage again doing what he loved best. Singing there hit singles one after another after another. The smiles on all five of their faces just made that night and even more special occasion for everyone not realizing what was coming in only a few months.  But the one thing that I thought about most was how we met. That day that seemed like a dream and felt like one for over 57 years. I will never forget that day, bright and sunshiny, screaming and crying girls all around. But the one thing I could never figure out, why me? Out of all those girls at the mall that day, why me? What did Harry see in me? That is the question I have been asking myself for many years. That one day, that one perfect day changed my life forever. And that day was March 11th 2012.  The day my lifetime with Styles started.