I guess that it is still current enough with me that I do notice the look,the walk,the silence at the table. I was having brunch at a local restaurant when a couple came in. She looked strong. He was feeble. He needed help and direction to sit
at a table. She went back outside, probably to the car, and came back with a bib. I wondered why she even went out to a restaurant with him. He was no longer a companion. I could watch them while I ate. They did not speak to each other. She sat and looked
stoic and resigned, not angry . I could see that he could eat without help. I assume the outing was for him. I thought about treating them to breakfast. Having the wait person say that some one had passed it forward and sent a message," stay strong". But I
didn't. I feel guilty now that I didn't. Her face is etched in my brain. I should have done what my heart told me to do. Maybe she would have smiled and I would not have cried.