My grandmom is 83 years old and she is currently in the hospital and in a lot of pain. My aunt told me last night that when she & my granddad were leaving the hospital she saw my granddad dabbing his eyes with a tissue, head hanging low with sadness. My granddad said to her, "I know I shouldn't be crying, but that's the love of my life in there. Sixty-five years is a long time."
My wish is that everyone, at some point in their life, be lucky enough to experience a love like that...
Love conquers all things; let us too surrender to love. Omnia vincit amor: et nos cedamus amori. -Virgil
6 hours ago