Through My Eyes
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What Is Love? I'll tell you what love is. Love is going to see the woman you love every day at the nursing home even though she may not remember your name. Love is undestanding that when she calls you "her father " she really means "her husband" but she just doesn't have the words. Love is a huge grin and sparkling eyes when you see the man you love more than anything walk in the door. Love is always looking for him when he's not there and knowing that he'll be back. Love is simply sitting in the lobby of the nursing home holding hands, but never saying a word. That's true love. Today is my parent's 50th wedding anniversary. There won't be a party like we had for their 25th anniversary and I'm sure it's far different than they ever dreamed it would be, but illnesses like Alzheimer's take precious things away. My parents never fought, at least not where I could see or hear them. They always treated each other with the deepest respect and love. Never did I hear a cross word between them. They endured the ups and downs not only of their own marriage, but those of my aunts and uncles as well. They were always the ones turned to for help and support, both financial and emotional, and never once did they turn a loved one in need away. They always put their faith first and trusted God to provide them with all they would need, and to this day they both still do in their own ways. So to the two people who loved me into this world; who showed me right from wrong; who have loved me unconditionally; and who have made me the woman I am today....... |