The Rain

It was a busy
morning, about 8:30, when an elderly
gentleman in his 80's arrived to have
stitches removed from his thumb.
He said he was in a hurry as he had an
appointment at 9:00 am.
I took his vital signs and had him take a seat,
knowing it would be over an hour before someone
would be able to see him. saw him looking at his watch and
decided, since I was not busy with another patient,
I would evaluate his wound.
On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the
doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.

While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he
had another doctor's appointment this morning, as
he was in such a hurry.

The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to
the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to he health.
He told me that she had been there for a while and that she
was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease.

As we talked, I asked if she would be
upset if he was a bit late.

He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not
recognized him in five years now. .
I was surprised, and asked him,'And you still go every
morning, even though she doesn`t know who you are.?

He smiled as he patted my hand and said,

'She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is.'


I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps
on my arm, and thought,

' That is he kind of love I want in my life.'


True love is
neither physical, nor romantic.
True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.

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