One of my favorite songs states “I refuse to believe that love is for the weak.” And I completely agree. Through life I’ve come to find love requires a lot of strength. As an example. I would like to share with you a story of my day.
I’m in the golf cart shop and a man comes in. The man needs his cart picked up and fixed. All of the this seems fairly normal. But then he shares why he has a golf cart.. His wife has had alzheimer’s for 10 years.. I dont know if you have anyone close to you with alzheimer’s. But it gets progressively worse in normal situations. And that far in it’s pretty severe.. She also has to have dialysis 3 times a day. This man takes care of her all by himself. She lives at home with just him. And he takes hours every day setting up these machines multiple times daily. She also has to be hooked up to a machine while she sleeps. He wants his golf cart fixed just for her. Her favorite time of the week is Friday night. Because every Friday night he puts her on the golf cart and drives her to the club house to eat supper. He said it makes her so happy and smile so big the whole time. He then told of when they were young and first married. For years he worked third shift. Every night she stayed up late to make supper for him when he got home. Going to bed only after taking care of him. And still, she got up early every morning to go to her own job. He said she’s always taken care of him and did everything she could for him… So he figures it’s just his turn to take care of her now.