Simple Beauty

Here is a quote I read today. It made me cry with the simple beauty of it. It was written by a lovely lady in Halifax as part of a monologue she wrote. It is also the caption used beside her nude photo in the calendar that her theatre group did to raise some funds for various charities. So enough background, here's the quote:

"He loved me and he loved every bit of my body...my sagging belly, falling breasts, wrinkling bottom. It was still a body precious to him. As his was to me, right until the end. He's gone now, but see these love handles? My body remembers. I slept in his arms and every night the last words I heard were "I love you". Even when the light fades in my old age, I'll remember."