BEL’OCCHIO … the beautiful eye
This true story was told to me a few days ago. The day after Valentine’s day is the appropriate time to relate it to you.
Many years ago a young woman married a doctor in London. Then with their two young children, a boy and a girl, they moved to Africa’s Ivory Coast. One day her husband invited a newly arrived doctor to dinner at their home. He was doing research on rhesus monkeys. He arrived carrying a single rose for the wife. They were introduced and it was love at first sight for both of them.
It was the early fifties. The wife was divorced and sent back to London with her two children in complete disgrace. Her father met her at Waterloo Station. A taxi waiting. He put the children in the taxi and told his daughter she no longer existed in their family, and that she would never see her children again.
She married the research doctor and they emigrated to Canada. This extraordinary, positive woman created a beautiful home for the love of her life and their four children. She was a talented artist and her joy in life was reflected in everything she did.
It was about fifty years since she had said good-bye to her two children in the train station in London. She finally tracked down the children that had been taken from her. The boy had died when he was six years old, but her daughter was living Maine. They corresponded by e-mail and talked on the phone, planning to meet. She was diagnosed with melanoma and died before she could be reunited with her daughter. She was 84 years old.