A Personal Ad for My Husband from my Deathbed

A Personal Ad for My Husband from my Deathbed

Amy Krouse Rosenthal was a prolific writer and creator. I didn’t know her name until a few weeks ago, but I owned one of her children’s books. I suspect I was one of many.

Rosenthal passed away last month, but before she did, she wrote this viral piece for the New York Times – what is, essentially, a personal ad for her husband, so that he may live to make another woman happy one day.

He is a sharp dresser. Our young adult sons, Justin and Miles, often borrow his clothes. Those who know him — or just happen to glance down at the gap between his dress slacks and dress shoes — know that he has a flair for fabulous socks. He is fit and enjoys keeping in shape.

If our home could speak, it would add that Jason is uncannily handy. On the subject of food — man, can he cook. After a long day, there is no sweeter joy than seeing him walk in the door, plop a grocery bag down on the counter, and woo me with olives and some yummy cheese he has procured before he gets to work on the evening’s meal.

It goes on: warm, wistful, and terribly sad.

Ask yourself if you’d like to be loved like this. You can be, you know.

Like most of what Rosenthal touched, it was fresh, bold and innovative. It instantly went viral, as it should.

When I was reading of it, I could only think of two things:

  1. How devastated I would be if I lost my wife and how very easily she’d be able to find another man to marry after I was gone. She is what I call “The Type O” Wife. Give her to any man and he’d be happy.
  2. How, thirteen years ago, I actually did something similar to Rosenthal. I had just gotten dumped by my girlfriend. Crying in her kitchen, I offered to do the one thing I knew how to do better than anybody – write her an incredible online dating profile. The way I figured: if she wasn’t going to marry me, she should at least find someone to make her happy. The gesture was somewhere between noble and desperate. My ex never took me up on it. Coincidentally, she remains single. (I’m just saying…)

Do yourself a favor, click thru to Rosenthal’s loving piece for her husband, and ask yourself if you’d like to be loved like that.

You can be, you know.

It all starts with you. 

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  1. 1
    GoWiththeFlow

    Thank you for sharing this, Evan.  I read it right after Rosenthal had passed away.  My heart breaks for her husband and sons.  As someone who’s mom passed away when I was a teen, I know they will always have a missing piece in their lives.

  2. 2
    EC

    I’m so moved by this. What a loss. What a gift. And such a warm and loving dating profile.

  3. 3
    Yet Another Guy

    I have a couple of old friends who have this type of marriage.   They married in their mid-twenties, raised a family, and are still as affectionate with each other as they were when they first met.  They enjoy the type of bond that only death can sever.  To be loved this deeply by someone is a gift.

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