"When your legs don't work like they used to before... and I can't sweep you off of your feet.... darling I will be loving you till we're 70, baby my heart could still fall as hard at 23..."
I have fallen in love with this song maybe because I'm quite hopeless romantic... but now I have fallen even harder...
And everytime I hear this song I can't helped but somehow pity myself thinking I'll be alone at 70... haha!
But more than that, everytime I hear this song it reminds of my mom and dad.
It's my mom's birthday so it seems right to talk about her and the man beside her....for always.
My mom was recently diagnosed with cancer of the bone and aside from that the doctors also found out that there is a tumor in her spine and that was the main reason she can no longer walk.
And as days passed by, she's getting worse until she suffered from depression.
So recently I talked to her about that. She told me she feels so low because she can't walk anymore and she feels so damn worthless and she pity herself for suffering in that condition.
But the truth is... she doesn't know how lucky she is for having the best husband... for having my dad.
I only saw my dad cried for the first time when my mom was in the operating room. And the moment I saw that... I told myself my mom is one lucky lady.
Now, my dad takes care of my mom, he carries her, feeds her, do anything for her. My mom can no longer walk but my dad is still sweeping off her feet. And that is one heck of a lovely love story.
Sometimes I tell my mom how lucky she is because even though she can't walk anymore, there is someone who is always by her side willing to carry her in every step of the way.
In spite of her condition... tell me... who are really the lucky ones.
I am proud of their love story.
That one worth sharing.
That one who you can really call lucky.
