Every day as i walk to the bus stop I speak with a 93 year old man with alzheimers who sits on his rocking chair looking over his yard with a concerned expression.

He musters his strength and calls out to me “hey.. have y-you seen m-my wife?” And every day i have to tell him “I’m so sorry.. your wife has passed away 10 years ago”. Ive considered not telling him but my mornings always feel better after I see the look of sheer joy on his face.

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