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A man came to the clinic where I work to have his wounded hand healed. He was in a hurry, and while I was treating him, I asked him the reason of such a hurry.
He told me he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with
This wife, who lived there. He said she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer’s Disease. While taking care of his wound, I asked him if his wife would be upset if he was late. No, he replied. She had not recognized him in five years now. So I asked him: -If she does not know who you are, why do you need to go every morning?. He smiled and tapping my shoulder he said:
-“She doesn’t know me, but I still know who she is”
I had to hold back tears as he left and I thought: “That’s the kind of love I want in my life”
“True love is neither physical nor romantic. True love is acceptance of all that is, has been, will be and is not any more”
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