There is an older lady I see at the gym that has become a friendly acquaintance. She used to come in with her husband. He was in worse health than she was and nearly blind. She would walk him in, take him to the treadmill, get him situated, and go do her workout while he walked slowly on the treadmill.

She’d go back to check in on him in-between every exercise. It was a gift to watch her love him. I first spoke with them a few years ago when I introduced myself, told them how beautiful it was to watch them together, and asked how long they had been married. In total, 75 years they told me. They both celebrated 50 years with their spouses before they were widowed. Then they married and now they were coming up on 25 years themselves. Amazing!

He passed away a couple of years ago. She comes to the gym alone now. This past week a friend and I saw her doing reverse sit-ups and decided to say hello. We told her that she was making the rest of us look bad because she was so incredible. We visited for a minute or two wishing each other a wonderful Thanksgiving. As we parted, she turned to us and said, “Thanks for talking with me.”