You and John had a daughter, you were happy.. until your daughter got cancer and died at a young age.

The pain from your daughter’s death hurt you both so much, she was the light in your lives. John tried to stay strong for you so he hadn’t cried once yet.

Today was the day.. your daughter’s funeral. You were all dressed up in a black dress. You could hear faint crying coming from down the hall. You enter the room and see John, clutching to a little pink dress and sobbing quietly.