Bed time story : what LOVE is?

My grandmother passed away on January 2000. She was 68 years old and had multiple health problems. A few days after her funeral, I was at her home with my grandfather. We were looking at a wall of pictures they have in the den. He picked up a picture of him and his wife on their wedding day. They were both young, slim, beautiful, happy people. He looked at that picture and then he looked at me and said, "This is how I saw her every day of my life." At that moment, I understood what love is.











the story is short but its long enough to stay in my head..














To me, love is YOU, YOU is forever


good night..