Although I am more than aware of how much Dad has given to look after Mum something happened this week that makes me realise what true love REALLY is. It's those little, almost unseen, sacrifices we make for our loved ones.
Mum is no longer able to manage the stairs and, therefore, can't access the bathroom anymore, so we rang the OT and asked them to collect the swivel bather seat which was fitted over the bath. As I helped dad "unfix" it from the bath, ready for collection, he said "Oh well, at I'll be able to have a bath now" and I remembered that he doesn't really like showering and prefers a nice long soak in the bath. He'd gone without one of his little pleasures for over a year. Yesterday I asked him if he'd had a bath yet and he gave a blissful smile and said "Yes, it was smashing!!"
He would do absolutely ANYTHING for Mum, they are both desolate if they have to be separated for any length of time. That's the love that has bonded them for more than 50 years and I'm so grateful to have them as my parents.