Wife of the rabble-rouser Samuel Adams. What a daunting choice. She was the pastor's daughter. Both families were happy with the union. She was 24 when she married.
They had five children but only two were alive when she passed. How sad. She herself didn't live to see the path her husband chose as she died in 1757, only 8 years after they married, when she was 32.
What perilous times they lived in, and yet they did not allow the risks to deter them from living life to the fullest.
Times haven't really changed all that much. These are also perilous times. Different dangers outwardly but life doesn't come with guarantees, except one: Death. Live in fear or live in full, the end is the same. It's the bits in the middle that make the difference, and we determine what we make of those bits.
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