True Love Story

After I posted the blog about St. Valentine's Day, my friend, Esther in Australia sent this following story.

She seems to know this story from somebody. I love to share it with you like she did.  If you like to share with somebody you care about, please feel free to do so!

 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 to able to see him.

I 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 her 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 the 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.