As soon as I sat down she opened the coloring book she was working in to a new page and offered to let me color with her. The elderly man sitting next to her said gently, "Sally, lets not bother the nice lady, okay Honey?" I assured him that I was honored to be allowed to share in the fun.
"I like kitties best," she said as she thoughtfully eyed the box full of crayons on the table in front of her. "What's your favorite color? I like purple best."
"That's really neat, Sally," I said, "because that's MY favorite color, too!"
Sally already had the purple crayon in her hand, poised to tint the flowers on her page. She only hesitated a second before she handed it to me.
"You can go first." she said as she patted my hand, and for the next while we colored and giggled as only little girls do.
Sally and I finished one set of pages and were about to start another when the nurse came out and called her name. With loving patience the kind old gentleman helped her gather up her crayons, books, and sweater while the nurse waited for him to escort his wife of 63 years into the exam room.
"To love a person is to learn the song that is in their heart, and to sing it to them when they have forgotten." - Anonymous
Photo courtesy of www.dhs.ri.gov I wish I'd thought to take a picture of the real couple.