My dad loved my mom very much. In their mid-eighties, my mom had many health problems. She had cataract with both eyes, diabetes, arthritis, heart disease, and Alzheimer disease.
The time my mom needed to have cataract surgery, my dad took her to the doctor. Her eyes were so hurtful that she couldn’t comfortably open her eyes to walk to the bus station. My dad was holding her hand, guiding her step by step. When they were boarding the bus, my dad held my mom’s hands and walked backward to board the bus, at the same time, cleared the way for my mom to get in.
Eventually, she was hospitalized for her other major health issues. My mom didn’t like the hospital food. So my dad brought homemade food to the hospital and fed her twice a day. His tenderly love toward my mom was so touching to my heart.
In their generation, they didn’t verbalize “I love you!” What my dad did to show his love toward my mom was worthier than ten thousand words!