Our Second Date

A few weeks after the first date at the comedy club we had our second date.  It was on the Friday night of Mother's Day weekend.  His son's mother, Donna, had been feeling bad all day.. trouble breathing, lethargic, hurt to move... He had told her several times to go to the ER. She called after we had gone out and she was just then going to the ER.  I asked if he needed to go, I would understand. Really I would have and not many people understand that.
I would have been OK for him to go be with his baby mama at the ER instead of having this long awaited second date. 
Anyway, we had a great time.  We sang, danced, laughed, talked..and stayed out all night.  I got home around 7:30 am.  He called at 9 or so to tell me that Donna had been admitted and they thought she had a blood clot.  He was at the hospital most of the day.  I heard from him that evening and first thing in the morning.  Sunday morning, Mother's Day, she died.  
What a bittersweet weekend for us.  We had a great date, he lost his children's mother.  I really questioned if we would get to a third date.


I have always felt that he and his kids somehow hold me responsible that he didn't get her help earlier. 

His whole life changed in a moment when he became a single father to his two boys who he hadn't been the best of father to, even though he loved them more than they could ever know.