A Love Story

Dear Lincoln,

Today I want to share a story with you about love.

 

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.

The nurse 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. The nurse saw him looking at his watch and decided, since she was not busy with another patient, she would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so she talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.

While taking care of his wound, she asked him if he had another doctor’s appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry.  The gentleman told her no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. She inquired as to her health.  He told her that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer’s Disease.

As they talked, the nurse 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.  The nurse 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 her hand and said,

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

Lincoln, this is the love I wish for you in your life.  Please remember that true love is neither physical, nor romantic.  True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.

Lincoln I love you, Puppa.

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One thought on “A Love Story

  1. Bird says:

    I really love this story.

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