i met a man tonight who lost his wife to alzheimer's disease two years ago. after gentle prodding, he was more than eager to tell me all about her and their life together and would you believe, they were married 62 years!
makes me feel like a rookie which i suppose i am when it comes to matrimony.
his eyes lit up as he told me about how they met, where they traveled, how many kids they had and eventually, all about their final days together. when i asked him to tell me one thing she did that used to make him crazy, he laughed so hard he actually slapped his knee and bent over a bit. i mean we're talking about full on guttural laughter.
he said that nobody ever asked him that before and as sure as he is that there was something, for the life of him nothing comes to mind today. as he put it, "i suppose that's a sign of a good marriage, huh? when you can't even remember anything but the good stuff. either that or she gave me the alzheimer's."
well put, sir!
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