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Friday, 25 July 2008

Remember Me

By TravelinOma of TravelinOma's Library

Travelinoma I was alone at the pool when an older woman joined me. (In my world, older is 75 and up.) She seemed anxious as she climbed in, looking around for someone. She said she was waiting for her husband.

When he came, he seemed surprised to see her. "Oh. Hello," he said. He got into the water and she splashed him a little bit, and he said, "You know, I don't know how to swim."

She replied, "Oh, you know how to swim, don't you?"

He said, "When I was a boy, we lived by a lake, but I never learned to swim."

Then he went under water and swam the length of the pool, turned around and swam back to her without coming up for air. She splashed and teased him a little bit more, and he turned a somersault in the water, like a teenage boy.

He looked older than she did, but they seemed kind of flirty, and it was fun to watch them. After a minute he said, "I never learned to swim. Did you know we lived by a lake?"

I wondered if they were newlyweds. It seemed that he was telling her something she would have already known about him. He started off again, doing the backstroke this time, and she caught up with him saying, "I'll race you." They both got to the other end, turned around, and returned to my side of the pool.

She tousled his thinning hair, and then kissed him on the nose. "What's your name?" he asked her. Then he repeated, "You know, we lived by a lake when I was little and I never learned to swim."

She said gently, "Yes, dear. You told me. But you do know how to swim."

He looked at her wistfully, and asked, "Do I?"

When I told my husband, I said, "She was so sweet. What if that happens to us? What if someday you don't remember my name? What should I do?"

"Wear a name tag," he said.

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Comments

What a beautiful tale you shared and we followed the telling almost to the point of tears. Leave it to a man to bring us quickly back to reality and change the tears to laugher. Well done Oma!

A thought provoking scene. I was impressed by the loving patience of the wife.

This is reminiscent of the movie with Julie Christie, "Away From Her". It is so sad for the one who is watching their mate disappear.

You told it well Travelinoma.


What a nice story and what a wonderful and patient wife.

It is a beautiful example of a long and happy relationship winding down but not getting counted out yet....

Your husband's name tag remark was a fun way to break the tension in the telling of the incident and a kind of "Hope this doesn't happen to us"
expression........

Bumper sticker;
Senility is getting to hide your own easter eggs
I enjoyed reading your story.
Sad - true - and a nice ending.

Beautiful story about a loving couple. And what a wonderful sense of humor you husband has!

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