What is mutual support? What is a lifelong companionship?

It seems like a simple topic, but it has profound meaning. For a moment, I don’t know how to start. Okay, don’t think too much. Record what I see, think, and understand.

There is a pair of elderly people in the community. Because of his illness, the old man must exercise every day. My legs and feet are not flexible when walking and I need someone to support me. Every time I go to and from get off work or when I’m cooking in the morning or evening. I also habitually couldn't help but look out through the window every time to see if they were exercising downstairs.

As time goes by, I will pay more attention to them. Every time, there was only the gray-haired grandma around, supporting the trembling grandpa to exercise back and forth every day downstairs in the community. The grandpa took small steps gently, like a child just learning to walk. Take a few steps, take a break, and then muster up the courage to continue their long years together. The old grandma is always by my side. When we are tired, we take a rest together. Furthermore, the grandfather would occasionally sit in the wheelchair to rest for a while, and the grandmother would sit on a bench in the neighborhood next to her, telling each other something while resting, and occasionally watching them lose their temper, maybe It's because the grandfather has been exercising for a long time and doesn't want to exercise anymore. The grandmother will say patiently from the side. If he really doesn't listen, the grandmother will scold him and watch the old people talking and laughing with each other.

No matter what happens, the white-haired grandma will accompany them day after day, and the grandpa next to her will meet the old couple downstairs in the community no matter whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, no matter the weather or the weather. , unless it rains heavily or snows. Grandma's silent companionship is the spiritual support of Grandpa. Let's spend the rest of their days together, hoping that the old man will get well soon.

From the beginning to now. Don't know what they went through? Time is impermanent and comes along the way. Maybe they understand the essence of life and can still stay together until old age. Life is very long. On the road of life, it is easy to accompany someone for a while, but it is difficult to accompany someone for a lifetime. Many times, due to various reasons, they are not only each other's only support, but also the last support.

There is an old photo of my grandparents when they were young in my mobile phone album. I miss my grandpa, so I click on it and take a look, feeling warm in my heart. Tears couldn't help but fill my eyes, because I didn't get to see my grandpa for the last time, and I couldn't fulfill my promise to him. When I got to work, I would go out with my grandpa for a walk and see where my grandpa once worked, because my grandpa kept talking about it. With. What I can only do is to go home to accompany my grandparents during my break, and buy my grandpa all kinds of food that he likes to eat. Every time I go home, my grandpa eats the delicious food I bought for him, with tears in his eyes. Turning around, yes, my grandfather has been away from me for almost 20 years...

I heard from my grandma that when she married him, he was eight years older than him. At that time, he was still in the army. , from the moment he got engaged and got married, his grandfather has been traveling back and forth between home and the army. After they got married, their grandfather has been in the army, while grandma has been taking care of the housework and doing needlework. Grandma, who can make clothes, uses her skillful hands to keep busy for the people in the village. No matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, there are always people from the village at home who come to my grandma to repair clothes and sew new clothes. In my memory, I grew up with my grandparents when I was a child. The home was lively, warm and sweet.

Until my grandfather returned from the army, the photos I kept were taken by my grandfather and my grandmother in a photo studio in the city when they got married. My grandfather was very popular, and my grandfather who returned to his hometown also I never had time to spare, so I started farming, growing apples and grapes. Gradually, my one-third-acre apple orchard had endless fruits and vegetables all year round, and my grandfather gave them to the people in the village. The enthusiastic and talkative grandpa, every time he goes to the fields, he talks all the way, and gets along with the people in the village in harmony, because I have been his follower since I was a child.

Grandpa has a bad temper, but he is very good to me and to grandma. Occasionally, grandparents would quarrel with each other. They have been together for more than seventy years, and they always go to the town to go to the market and visit relatives.

Even later, due to cerebral hemorrhage, grandpa's legs and feet became inflexible and he needed grandma's support. They always walked with them wherever they went, and I took a little follower behind.

It wasn’t until after my grandfather passed away that I learned that he was a veteran who had participated in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea to defend our home and country. At that moment, I couldn't hold back my tears. I couldn't help but look at my grandfather's photo quietly, and watched my grandma dig out a bunch of medals and medals wrapped in brown paper from an old box. I opened it slowly, stroked each one gently, and looked at it carefully. I couldn't calm down for a long time.

I can’t stop talking about my grandparents. My grandparents have lived a dull life like this. There is not much commitment between them, and there is no so-called romantic love. It’s just a simple companionship between you and me. After my grandfather passed away, my grandma has been living in my hometown. Every time I go home, my grandma will always talk about my grandpa and the stories between her and grandpa. I sit quietly and listen carefully, listening to my grandma telling them their stories. years.

What does it look like to truly be together for a lifetime and support each other? I think love is probably like the relationship between the elderly and grandparents who support each other in the community. There is nothing grand, but a bit of companionship. From the beginning of feelings, to feelings, to love, it may be the most simple and simple way. Simple way to fall in love.

Relying on each other in life and talking to each other. There are also times when there are conflicts, and it is precisely at this time that the true feelings between each other are revealed. The best feelings are just reflected in the trivial matters of daily necessities.

I hope that all the love stories of mutual affection can last a long time in the baptism and test of time.

The evening of October 25, 2021