Real love

It was approximately 8:30 a.m., when an elderly gentleman in his 80’s arrived to have stitches remove from his thumb. He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 a.m. while taking care of his wound, we began to engage in conversation. The gentleman told me that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I then inquired as to her health. He told me that she was a victim of Alzheimer’s Disease and that she had not recognized him in five years now. I asked him, “Do you still go every morning, even though she doesn’t know who you are?” He smiled as he said, “She doesn’t know me, but I still know her.”