Anthony was in good spirits and wide awake this afternoon. I had Pip (our miniature schnauzer) with me, so I plonked her onto the bed next to Ants and we all watched a cooking show on the television.
When it came time to leave, Anthony was quite happy for me to go as he thought I was going to work. This was such a relief because yesterday he got cross with Ming for not bringing him home, so I was a little apprehensive about today.
I am so used to seeing Anthony’s blank or sleepy facial expressions (due to the Parkinson’s Disease effect on his facial muscles), that when he does smile it is like some sort of miracle. He was so alert and responsive as I was leaving that I wanted to steal our goodbye kiss/hug and bring it home.
Anthony: Let’s get married, Jules!
Me: We are married, Ants!
Anthony: Yes, but not officially. We should get married as soon as possible.
Me: But we are married! Remember how Tony [my priest friend] came down and married us?
Anthony: That’s right – just the other day. You mean last week?
Me: Yes.
Anthony: So what do you say?
Me: What?
Anthony: Let’s get married, Jules.
Me: Oh! Okay – yes!
I am not quite sure why the excitement in Anthony’s 81-year-old voice, sounding so much younger in that simple proposal, has affected me so much this evening. It’s as if we are in one of those time loop situations.
jmgoyder 
How sweet! He loves you so much, Julie. This is a memory to hold onto. 🙂
A conversation to treasure.
SHE SAID YES!!!! 🙂 ❤
Yours is the ultimate love story! Lots of love
how wonderful!
It is great that he still wants to marry you
Sweet and painful, wrapped in one moment.
Lovely and sad at the same time. But I love how you always see the good! You’ve helped me so much with my family members by going with the flow. Thank you for sharing xo