I was taking care of a patient one day, months and months ago, who was dying of end-stage breast cancer. All day long I’d go in there to make sure she was okay and if she needed anything, and she just looked so frail and uncomfortable. Every time, though, she assured me she was all right, but I could see the tears in her eyes, and she just looked frightened and small. She was trying so hard to be brave and strong, despite her terminal condition.
Later on, her husband came in, who was a little old man with a cane. Her face brightened the moment she saw him, and she managed to stand up on her thin, unsteady legs to give him a hug and a kiss. He helped her back down on to the bed, and they sat that way, side by side, for the rest of the afternoon, just talking and holding hands and being together.
At one point, I walked by the room and saw him put a hand to her face and brush some of her hair away from her eyes. It was so beautiful and heartbreaking all at the same time, this sweet couple enjoying what could be the lady’s last afternoon on earth in a hospital bed, together. There was so much love in that room, I felt like I had never seen so much love in two people’s eyes, and it was absolutely the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
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