Where Do i See Love? In the Hospital!

I see love and true romance in the hospital. A mother doing all she can to see her almost dead child wake up. A woman struggling to clean blood and vomits-stained articles in patience and waiting for his son to rise up again. A man running up and down, struggling with arranging the bed, preparing tea and holding a stick for his sickly wife, hoping she will be healthy again. Yesterday, this woman kept touching and leaning and tapping on her man’s shoulder as we dressed his wound. And she kept whispering in his ears ‘it’s gonna be okay dear!’

Every day and night, I see great love here. I see love, patience, endurance, hope, humanity, care, patience, cooperation and appreciate who we really are. It’s God at work. We are of God. I saw a young brother who took up the whole night holding his friend onto his chest so he can breathe well. I see women to move out of the hospital even when it’s beyond 12 Midnight to find a saving drug for their loved ones. I see real love here in hospital.

Sometimes, these patients are smelling. Some of them have very infectious diseases like HIV and hepatitis. Some of them aren’t grateful at all, they are in pain. Some are cursing and, of course, some are strong enough to recognize their loved ones’ or friends’ effort and care but whether they are good or bad, I see caretakers doing their best, loving the unlovable ones in such moments. And that is love!

You may take it for granted, thinking, aaah, they are their own; their wives, their children, their parents, their relatives, their friends, and thus their care or caring for them is expected. But I tell you, that is not true; I have seen lovers desert their fellows in times of trouble. I have seen impatient women nag even when their husbands are on death beds. I have seen patients develop bed sores despite being surrounded by very many relatives, when no one wants to touch the dirt. I have seen men full of themselves and, instead, instructing maids to do this and that for their sick wives. But these humans I am talking about are different!

Aren’t these the moments that makes us hold on? Aren’t these the real reasons that hold our love together? Aren’t these the true joys that are only possible through pain?

Pleasure in Pain!

Do you understand the pleasure of seeing your pain and troubles pay off and have your loved one heal or get healthy again? Even when the end is bad, for example, death, a friend who did all he could feels at ease; in every day situations, ours is to do what we can and do it the best way we can. This pays of whether we save our loved ones or fail up the mission! There can be pleasure amidst pain!

READ THIS: The Mystery of Pleasure in Pain!

It reminds me of Winnie, my beloved wife. I think, in my various writings, for example, this one, this one and this one, I have kept on hinting on our past. Winnie loved me when I had nothing but myself. She has been fully there in my sickness, hanging poverty, nagging and bad mood days, accident days, and all days. She is a true definition of a patient and waiting woman, one who keeps hope, endures bad days, shows patience, and does all she has in her power to see good times on board. She is my true woman, the lover of my life.

There are many, maybe, who admire or admired me but they are or were at distance, maybe, waiting for me to become a hero or something or someone relevant and then they would flow in with their love and care, but, Winnie, she didn’t wait. She came closer and touched into the mess and turned it into a message. I found or she found love in a hopeless place, a place like a hospital or sick bed! Shouldn’t love be this great?

I find love here in the hospital! This message is a dedication to all those whose love for their sweethearts isn’t seasonal and patiently waits throughout. God bless you