直到傍晚時，她才回到病房，胸前纏繞著一大片繃帶，我想她一定會喜歡那個外科醫生纏繞繃帶時的細心與精巧的手藝。這使我想起我們的孩子還是嬰兒的時候，她為他們的搖籃縫製床單。這些繃帶看起來親切又安全可靠——不像我想的那麽粗糙。
燈光昏暗的房間裏，充斥著強烈的消毒水的味道。坐在她旁邊，我意識到我們的生命是如此的息息相關，以至於我此時也成了病人。我茫然地盯著窗外，隻看到灰粉色的雲彩掠過傍晚的天空，我感到心力交瘁。
差不多快七點時，她微微動了一下，聽到她的呻吟，我移到床邊。從桌子上的水罐裏拿出一點冰片，輕輕碰觸她的嘴唇，拂開她額前被汗水沁濕的灰白頭發。
“我愛你。”我說。
聽到這些話，她慢慢地睜開眼睛，起初，她的目光似乎有些迷茫，沒有焦點，但很快，她的眼睛便變得透徹起來，她認出了我，嘴角浮現出一抹溫柔的笑。
“我也愛你。”她呢喃道，眼睛又閉上了。此時的我幾乎精疲力盡。回想起第一次見到她的情景，我仿佛又回到了年輕時代，回到了那個陽光燦爛的早上。她就是我的至愛。我再一次在心中對自己說道，她就是我的至愛。
愛成就自信
Butterfly Kisses
佚名 / Anonymous
My newlywed husband said the same thing every morning. "You're beautiful today."
One glance in the mirror revealed that it was far from the truth.
A skinny girl with mashed hair on one side of her head and no makeup smiled back at me. I could feel my sticky morning breath.
"Liar，" I shot back with a grin.
It was my usual response. My mother's first husband was not a kind man and his verbal and physical abuse forced her and her two children to find a safe place. He showed up on her doorstep one day with roses. She let him in and he beat her with those roses and took advantage of her. Nine months later she gave birth to a 9 lb. 13 oz. baby girl—me.