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Appreciate Her.

She had always loved no one else but him. She gave her all without holding back. When he sneezed she shook. She was ready to go to the moon and back for him. All she ever asked for was a little attention. Just to show that he cared a little.  He took her for granted. Like a thief in the night he crawled into her life.
It was a minor headache, then a chest pain. He believed she could cope. It was a Friday night and he had to hang out with the boys. He wouldn’t leave his friends just this one Friday night. The pain became unbearable, she managed to drive to the hospital alone but couldn’t get out of the car.
He was there just in time to see and rescue her. He was a stranger. He saw an Angel. How did she manage to get to the hospital? Where was her husband (he noticed the wedding ring), family? For two weeks he was there for her without any strings attached; but not knowing the feelings were developing for this helpless creature. Her husband was too busy and will only call or sometimes visit, but her family and the 'stranger' were there for her. Never left her bedside. It was time to move on. She did.

Right in the arms of the stranger, her world was complete. Right to the arms of the stranger, his world was lost!  

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