I just got home from the most beautiful wedding reception. It was beautiful with flowers and all the lovely things we style weddings with of course, but what was the most beautiful was the genuine love that poured out from the bride and groom, the mother of the bride and all of their friends and loved ones who came to share this moment in time with them. It was one of those evenings where life is at its best.
All the sweet love reminded me of this story I found a while back (I found it here), and I'm not sure if it is a true story but I really hope it is.
"8:30, a man in his 80s arrived at the hospital. He was in a hurry, he had an appt at 9:00. I asked if he had another doctors appt. He said he had to go to the nursing home for breakfast with his wife, a victim of Alzheimers. I asked if she'd be upset he was late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, she had not recognized him in 5 yrs. I asked, ‘And you still go every morning, even though she doesn’t know who you are?’ He smiled and said, ‘She doesn't know me, but I still know her.’
"Love never fails." - 1 Corinthians 13:8