There is a couple at the nursing home. She is very frail, very elderly. He is very elderly, but hale and hearty. He comes in to be with her each and every day. Her mind is still good, and even though she's slumped in her chair, she'll lift her head some times, and you will see a twinkle in her eye. I imagine what she was like as a young woman. I imagine that she was spunky. All I know is that her husband is devoted to her. They sat today, talking quietly. I heard him say, "Can you open your eyes for me?" in a pleading sort of way. And she did. She raised her head up and looked at him. He continued talking quietly to her, their two heads close.
I couldn't help it. Today, when I passed them I said, "You know, I have to tell you, each and every time I see the word 'love', the two of you pop into my mind. And I think that it will probably be like that for the rest of my life. You two are beautiful." And he looked at me, and said, "Why, thank you," not at all embarrassed. And his tiny little wife raised up her head to look at me, and her eyes twinkled.