Old love

I’m waiting for blood work at the lab for those damn heavy periods, and there is the oldest, cutest couple here.

The woman walks with a cane and seems to have some memory issues. And the man with her who I assume to be her husband is talking to her so gently and kindly about their days and nights and what their address is.

“Oh, you can wake me up if you need me, my darling. I go right back to sleep.”

In case you needed a dose of feel good in your day.