"I did it Jamie!" Landon exclaimed "I completed medical school and I am now a pediatric oncologist"

Landon looked at the stone grave. On the right side of the stone was etched, Jamie Elizabeth Sullivan-Carter a beloved friend, daughter and wife April 7 1984- September 19 2002. On the left side of the grave was etched his own name Landon Rolland Carter November 3 1983-?. People had tried to talk him into getting just a single grave for Jamie but he told them he wanted to be buried next to her. In death, they would be together forever. Landon leaned over and touched the gravestone. Written across the bottom of the stone was their motto for life: 1 Corinthians 13:4-7. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Most of the guys he went to college with wanted to get married or at least get a steady girlfriend. Landon rarely explained why he never dated, why he never wanted to marry or in his case remarry. Ever since Jamie had passed away, he wore her and his own wedding ring on chain around his neck. They could never understand. He got a once in a lifetime chance to find true love. Married and widowed at eighteen, he had made it his life goal to help cure leukemia. No more Jamies of the world needed to die.

Landon laid a dozen red roses on the ground in front of their gravestone. He then felt a gush of wind brush against him.

"I can still feel our love Jamie" He looked into sky "I always will"