“As a lotus flower is born in water, grows in water and rises out of water to stand above it unsoiled, so I, born in the world, raised in the world having overcome the world, live unsoiled by the world” —Buddha
“Yep. We met when she was 80 and I was 33. She came to the nursing home where I worked, and everyday she would spend six hours with her dying husband. I said to myself: ‘If she ever loves me like that, I’ll be OK.’ We married a couple years later, and stayed together until she died at the age of 96. If I had any money, I’d make a movie about it.”
We talked for a few minutes. She told me that she’d had a plan to join the Navy out of high school, but that fell apart because her knees were bad. She told me that she’d just finished working a 12 hour shift on a food truck. She told me that she’d moved to New York for no reason, just to get out of Kansas. “But I’m so glad I came,” she said.
I’ll yell at you. I’ll get jealous. I’m stubborn. I over think. I get insecure. My moods are like a roller coaster. I’ll probably never listen to you, and I’ll never do anything right. But I promise you, that if I give you my heart it’s yours. Keep it. I’ll be loyal. I’ll be here when you need me. I’ll love you to the greatest extent I can. I’ll treat you right and I’ll do anything I can to hold our relationship together.
