When I first started caregiving, my first client was a 90 year old woman, her name was Mae...my Mae girl, and her 94 year old husband Herbert (Herb). Mae had dementia, and was the sweetest lady anyone could wish for as a client. I loved going over there when I had a shift. When she passed away I was devastated. At the funeral, Herb looked lovingly at his wife of 73 years and gently said, "She's beautiful even in death". That was in 2004.
I've been thinking of Herb a lot this year. I was drawn to the picture of the both of them that I carry in my wallet. There was an article on the newspaper today about local centurions, and there was a picture of Herb! I was so excited and wanted to find out where he was living, only to find out he passed away on Thanksgiving at 104 years young. My heart hurts that I didn't get to see him again before he passed and I'm mourning his passing. He would've been 105 in a couple of weeks.
But I'm happy that Herb and Mae are together again and sharing the love they've always shared. His love for Mae was a stellar example of true love. I now Mae loved him just as much. They both had the love of the Lord as Herb was a Baptist minister. I'll visit their resting place and adorn it with flowers.
Rest in Peace Herb and Mae. You are loved and will be missed. A bell doesn't have to ring in order to get your wings. You both were angels here on earth.
All my love,