This Photo Showed Us The Kind Of Love That Doesn’t Quit — Even In A Hospital Bed At Midnight

He hadn’t been asked to get into that hospital bed. No nurse invited him, no doctor suggested it. He simply climbed in—slowly, carefully—as though that spot had always waited for him. My father slipped his arms around my mother, ignoring the equipment surrounding her and every hospital rule, determined not to let her fall asleep on her own.

I stood …

CONTINUE READING ON THE NEXT PAGE

👇 👇 👇 👇 👇