@belemzy
Every morning, an old man wheeled his wife in her chair to the park. She barely spoke, suffering from dementia, but he sat beside her, holding her hand. Someone once asked him, “Why do you still come when she doesn’t remember you?” He smiled: “She may not remember me, but I remember her. That’s enough.”
Lesson: Real love is not about what you receive—it’s about what you give, even when nothing comes back.