To be forgotten is worse than death -Freya, Final Fantasy IX
What do you do when she doesn’t know who you are?
What do you do when she doesn’t know who she is?
Every morning it starts all over again.
Who are you?
Where am I?
You pray and love her and don’t startle her at all.
You love you and don’t want her to fear you.
You are gentle and caring but never overbearing.
Is that my name?
I’m someone’s wife?
It gets harder as the days go by and there is no change.
Memories, new and old, are as tangible as the night sky.
It gets harder to carry one day after day.
Why do you still care for me?
Why do you stay here with me?
But she is as necessary to your life as the air you breath.
You could no sooner send her away than reach into your chest and physically rip out your lungs.
You promised for better or worse.
Why do you love me when I can’t even remember your name?
How is it that I know I love you back?
A promise made is a promise to keep, especially to your eternal companion.
The memories may be gone, but the emotions remain.
You are in this together no matter what.
Written in honor of my brother and sister-in-law. They are some of the most awesome people I have ever had the privilege to meet and know. I pray that the Lord will be with them.