Six months ago, I had to send my beloved wife to a memory care facility as her Alzheimer\u2019s worsened, leaving our home painfully quiet. Yet every Sunday, my next-door neighbor would knock once on my door and immediately walk away.<\/p>\n
After six months, I finally waited behind the door and confronted him, demanding to know why he kept doing it. Instead of answering, he handed me a folded note written in my wife\u2019s handwriting, dated just before she left. <\/p>\n
She had written, \u201cTo the man next door. My husband always answers the door when the bell rings, even when he\u2019s tired. After I move away, please ring the bell once every Sunday. I\u2019m not asking you to visit or explain anything. <\/p>\n
Because if he gets up and walks to the door, it means he\u2019s still getting up. And if he\u2019s still getting up, then he\u2019s still trying.\u201d I read the note twice, overwhelmed by the realization that even as Alzheimer\u2019s was taking pieces of her away, my wife had still been thinking about how to keep me going. The following Sunday, I stood by the door and opened it before the knock even came.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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