"I love you in earth, I love you in heaven. Love Mari".
I hung the handwritten note on the wall where the patient could see it. I turned his radio on so he could hear his music. I helped his nurse turn his fragile body so she could clean him and dress his wounds. One of his many tattoos read "Love Mari" in what looked like the same handwriting as the note. I wondered how many of his 87 years he had spent with Mari. I wondered if she would see him again before he passed.
Tonight we kept him clean and comfortable, surrounded by music and love notes. I suppose sometimes that is the best nursing care you can possibly provide.
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