I was sitting down watching one of my favorite movies when I saw something I hadn't noticed before.

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I've seen <a href="http://www.loveactually.com/#">"Love Actually"</a> six or eight times, and I enjoy almost all the intertwining stories. One of my favorites is the story of the widower played by Liam Neeson and his stepson, both trying to cope with the loss of the woman they both loved. I've always seen this story as one of parent-child love, but when I was watching it this time I saw something in the funeral scene.

Just after the photo montage with the Bay City Rollers singing "Bye Bye Baby," we see the pallbearers carrying the coffin out of the church. Neeson is one of them, and when we see the stricken look on his face, we realize that love does not end with the death of one of those in the relationship.

I can't imagine many things more difficult than burying my wife, unless it would be burying one of my children.

As much as everyone wants to live a long life, I often think the person left behind has a more difficult role to play. I've seen what my mother has been through in the year and a half since my dad died, and even though they had a long happy life together, when you love someone you always want more.