G & A's Song

Our song





 

 

It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am. I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease. As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now. I was surprised, and asked him, “And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?” He smiled as he patted my hand and said, “She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is."



 

All guests who present themselves are to be welcomed as Christ, for He Himself will say: “I was a stranger and you welcomed me”



Ravels 'Bolero'

Love That Hurts

The joy, and heartache of deep love.

To A Husband - Anne Finch This is to the crown and blessing of my life, The much loved husband of a happy wife; To him whose constant passion found the art To win a stubborn and ungrateful heart, And to the world by tenderest proof discovers They err, who say that husbands can't be lovers. With such return of passion, as is due, Daphnis I love, Daphinis my thoughts pursue; Daphnis, my hopes and joys are bounded all in you. Even I, for Daphnis' and my promise' sake, What I in woman censure, undertake. But this from love, not vanity proceeds; You know who writes, and I who 'tis that reads. Judge not my passion by my want of skill: Many love well, though they express it ill; And I your censure could with pleasure bear, Would you but soon return, and speak it here.





It's often just enough to be with someone. You don't need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You're not alone.

Marilyn Monroe

Truly..... Madly..... Deeply.....

Sent to me by my facebook friend Pepe. And God takes over............

This couple just seemed so comfortable with each other.

Why I love this film

This was sent to my Facebook page, and I just had to share.

Not a great tale of love, but something I would like to share.

Last weekend was gloriously sunny, and we had just returned from working on our allotment. We decided to do a little potting up at home, but to do so I had to return to the allotment to collect some pots that we had left.

I unlocked the gates, and while walking along to our plot, spied an elderly couple at theirs. The gentleman was quietly labouring away at the soil, whilst his tiny wife, glass of sherry in hand, was seated in an old rickety chair and smiled softly at him. Normally, everyone says 'hello' to one another, but these two seemed to be sharing such an intimate moment, having locked themselves in, that I just went quietly about my business and left.

Snow Patrol – ‘Chasing Cars’

We'll do it all
Everything
On our own

We don't need
Anything
Or anyone

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel

Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads

I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see

I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?



While enjoying an anniversary meal at our favourite local tapas restaurant in Bournemouth, an elderly couple who must have been in their early eighties at least, slowly made their way in, and were shown to a window table in the sunny conservatory. The young and handsome spanish waiter gave them their menus, and the man ordered two small glasses of red wine whilst they looked at what was on offer. We weren't obviously staring at them, and were a little concealed behind some plants, but were enthralled by the love between them. If only glanced at, one would probably see two old people, working through a meal with difficulty, in silence, as many people often do. These two however, when watched with prying eyes, showed a little more. Obviously feeling the warmth from the sun through the window, they silently smiled at one another, and with a knowledge that only years of love can bring, without uttering a word, simultaneously removed their coats and jumpers, to let the warmth closer. Very little was said between them during that meal. A little toast was made between them, they occasionally fed each other some titbits from their own dish with hands that now trembled. When wordless expressions passed between them, their eyes would sparkle with the love and passion of youth. Our own anniversary meal was made all the more rich for having witnessed them, and I so wish them well, even though we don't know each other, and never will.

'Someone Like You' - Adele

I heard, that you're settled down
That you found a girl and you're, married now

I heard, that you're dreams came true
I guess she gave you things
I didn't give to you

Old friend, why are you so shy
Ain't like you to hold back
Or hide from the light

I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited but I
Couldn't stay away I couldn't fight it
I had hoped you'd see my face
And that you be reminded that for me it isn't over

Never mind I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best
For you too, don't forget me
I beg, I'll remember you said
Sometimes it lasts in love
But sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it lasts in love
But sometimes it hurts instead yeah

You know how the time flies
Only yesterday it was the time of our lives
We were born and raised
In a summer haze bound by the surprise
Of our glory days

I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited but I
Couldn't stay away I couldn't fight it
I hoped you'd see my face
And that you'd be reminded that for me it isn't over

Never mind I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me I beg, I'll remember you said
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead

Nothing compares no worries or cares
Regrets and mistakes their memories made
Who would have known how bittersweet
This would taste

Never mind I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you
Don't forget me I beg, I'll remember you said
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead
Never mind I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me I beg, I'll remember you said
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead

Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead

‘You’ve Got A Friend’ – James Taylor/Carole King

When you're down and troubled
And you need a helping hand
And nothing, nothing is going right
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest night

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend

If the sky above you
Grows dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind begins to blow
Keep you head together
And call my name out loud
Soon you'll hear me knocking at you door

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there

Ain't it good to know that you've got a friend
When people can be so cold
They'll hurt you, and desert you
And take your soul if you let them

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend
You've got a friend

Ain't it good to know you've got a friend
Ain't it good to know you've got a friend

Le Printemps - Pierre Auguste Cott

You're the first thing I think of
Each morning when I rise.
You're the last thing I think of
Each night when I close my eyes.

You're in each thought I have
And every breath I take.
My feelings are growing stronger
With every move I make.

I want to prove I love you
But that's the hardest part.
So, I'm giving all I have to give
To you... I give my heart.