Here is a cute love story. I have been working since approx. 3 months at a nearby hospital, then I met this guy, a patient of mine who suffered under stroke. He hardly spoke, he could not do anything but stare at me with those huge blue eyes. I don't know what happened everyday we just got closer that all I wanted to do is to go see him; practice walking with him so he could walk again. At first I felt sorry because of his situation, he has got no relatives anymore and his wife also left him; no children nothing, just a couple of neighbours who came to visit him every now and then, who told me things like what he did in life. After two weeks of treatment, he began to speak short sentences. I knew that he's a very intelligent guy because his eyes told me this. Even though he only spoke sparsely, it was very inspiring with deep meaning to me. After four weeks, I brought him the exciting news that in a few days he could go home. He said that he did not want to go home, that he'd rather stay. I explained him that the abode at the clinic is almost due and that unfortunately he could not stay longer. "And then I get married, " he said. I was very surprised of what he just said. "And who is the lucky one that you will marry?" I asked him curiously. "You and me we will marry."
"But I am already married, I said this to you before." He only answered with a sigh. "A yes."
I comforted him that even though I am married, I am not going anywhere and that I will stay. "I will visit you when you're home," I promised him this.
I have not betrayed my husband before. He is a good person for all that he is. He is not perfect but I love him for all that he is. He is a very good father to our two sons. I felt guilty that I let my self somehow fall in love to this other person. Yes, I think that I love him now because I always think every minute of him. The other day I visited him at home and continued practicing walking with him. It felt so soothing to be in his near. He said that he needs me; I could only reply that I need him too. We have no kissing scene or something like that. We are intimate in a way when I hold both of his hands so that he could walk a bit freely without the support of rollator. I help him get under the shower and help him get in his Bed. I watch him while he eats and I like his smile. He is two times older than me. His face has got a few wrinkles, and his hair is a but silver. Because of an accident he is an early retirees. I told him that his house needs some renovation; it looks from outside as it's going to fall apart. "I will renovate it if you come to live with me. Bring your two boys; I have two motorbikes for them."
"It's not as easy as you think. The boys are big boys of the age of 17 and 16; and I can be proud of them, real nice boys, what do you think what they will say once I tell him your offer?"
He repeated over and over while I held his hands so that he could walk that he needs me.
I married my husband because I love him, but I am afraid this feeling that I have for my patient is much stronger. Should I fight it? I have a good house, a good husband who sustains me, the two boys are dream boys, the love of my life. I don't know how this love story will end. Maybe it will end sad like all other true love stories. Pardon me if it is not a Lichess Romance. To all of you looking for true love just keep loving.
I have no more time to edit my text. Excuse for some grammatic or text failures folks. It's almost 3 A. M. and I got to get some sleep. Good night/good day!
"But I am already married, I said this to you before." He only answered with a sigh. "A yes."
I comforted him that even though I am married, I am not going anywhere and that I will stay. "I will visit you when you're home," I promised him this.
I have not betrayed my husband before. He is a good person for all that he is. He is not perfect but I love him for all that he is. He is a very good father to our two sons. I felt guilty that I let my self somehow fall in love to this other person. Yes, I think that I love him now because I always think every minute of him. The other day I visited him at home and continued practicing walking with him. It felt so soothing to be in his near. He said that he needs me; I could only reply that I need him too. We have no kissing scene or something like that. We are intimate in a way when I hold both of his hands so that he could walk a bit freely without the support of rollator. I help him get under the shower and help him get in his Bed. I watch him while he eats and I like his smile. He is two times older than me. His face has got a few wrinkles, and his hair is a but silver. Because of an accident he is an early retirees. I told him that his house needs some renovation; it looks from outside as it's going to fall apart. "I will renovate it if you come to live with me. Bring your two boys; I have two motorbikes for them."
"It's not as easy as you think. The boys are big boys of the age of 17 and 16; and I can be proud of them, real nice boys, what do you think what they will say once I tell him your offer?"
He repeated over and over while I held his hands so that he could walk that he needs me.
I married my husband because I love him, but I am afraid this feeling that I have for my patient is much stronger. Should I fight it? I have a good house, a good husband who sustains me, the two boys are dream boys, the love of my life. I don't know how this love story will end. Maybe it will end sad like all other true love stories. Pardon me if it is not a Lichess Romance. To all of you looking for true love just keep loving.
I have no more time to edit my text. Excuse for some grammatic or text failures folks. It's almost 3 A. M. and I got to get some sleep. Good night/good day!