My Family Cut Me Off Because I Married a Blind Man — On Our 10th Anniversary, He Said, “Your Parents Don’t Hate Me Because I’m Blind.
They Hate Me Because I KNOW THE TRUTH ABOUT THEM.” When I told my parents I was going to marry Adrian Cole, they didn’t simply disapprove.
They gave me an ultimatum. “If you marry him, don’t come back,” my father said.
Then he added: “What kind of future do you think you’ll have with a blind man?
You’ll spend the rest of your life being his CAREGIVER.” A few years earlier, Adrian had been in an a.
c. c. i. d. e. n. t that left him blind. But that didn’t change the man I knew.
He was kind. Funny. Patient. And he treated me better than anyone ever had.
Why should what happened to him change the way I loved him? My mother went even further.
“If you stay with Adrian, we’ll remove you from the will.” My parents were extremely wealthy.
And they had already decided who they wanted me to marry—the son of their longtime business partner.
