Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

My parents were friends with a couple who the man worked with my father.  They had two sons younger than my brother and I.  Their younger son had Type 1 Diabetes, and my mother worked with his mother at a non-profit shop that raised money for a children's diabetic camp.  After I was grown, my parents discovered that the woman had been married with two kids in Virginia and the man had been the football coach at a college, and they'd had an affair that was found out.  Back in the day, that meant she lost custody of her children, and she didn't see them again for a couple of decades.  The secret was kept from her sons, and all the friends.  The younger son died at 21 when he went into a coma in his car, and slumped down and parked in a vast parking lot, was not found until days later.  My mother was devastated, and at this point the couple's past history also came out.  I always wondered if they felt punished for their affair.  She's probably dead like my mother, but I want to wish her a Happy Mother's Day.  She was a sweet woman, and raised four children and lost three of them for many years.  To not speak of her first two children must have been horrific.  She received no comfort, and the burden fell on her, not the coach husband.  May she rest in peace.