Author’s note
[Graeme … is fully blind and his wife, Dianne, is legally blind. … ‘What I’d like to see is my wife,’ he says. ‘I’ve never seen her.’ And I wipe a tear away from my own eye, relieved that he can’t see me doing that, and then I can’t help myself from saying something that feels sentimental and dumb and awkward and maybe more than a little insensitive, but I have to say it because I just saw the amount of love in Dianne’s eyes that she has for her husband. ‘She’s beautiful, Graeme.’ I say. ‘I know,’ he says, warmly and softly, gently nodding his head, more tears welling in his broken eyes. ‘I don’t have to see her to know that.’
Love is blindness
Dalton 2001 p21
For Graeme and Dianne, love has come alongside each of them. I love love that does that!
I can’t help wondering at those times when life seems cruel and there is much to grieve that it is at those times it is the hardest to see, feel, or sense love. When love comes alongside to suffer with us it is hard to recognise. Sometimes it’s hard to recognise because maybe, for some, alongside love isn’t real enough.
Tears of suffering. Tears of love. Both salty and mixed even on a good day.
This chapter’s contribution to ‘Love is!’
Love is: • blindness • alongside •
edited: phildup55 ~ AUG2022
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