I watched a middle aged couple hold hands on the bus as I was headed back to my apartment. As often as I’ve seen people hold hands, there was something about this couple that was different.  It was the way in which they both clasped onto each other’s hands as if they will never get another chance to. As if each was holding onto the only hope they had. Ok, so some background information— the bus that I was taking was going to Harborview Medical Center and she seemed to have some sort of cancer. And there I was— transfixed as I watched their steady and careful eyes gaze out the window which seemed to contradict the restlessness in their fingers. 

Oh and I swear, I wasn’t trying to be a creeper or anything. I just couldn’t help but notice all this. Eventually I tore my eyes away from this couple and looked out my own window. I guess my heart went out to this couple. Because in the middle of what seemed like a difficult time, they had each others’ love and it kept the other strong.

I wish I could find something like that.