Her face bore the bruises that could not be hidden any much longer. The abuse had escalated.
A few months ago, her discolored arms were concealed underneath the long-sleeved tops; her face a picture of contentment and happiness. With beautiful twin daughters and a hunky young son, a thriving career, and a successful, seemingly loving husband, she was the antithesis of a battered woman.
It was the patient’s husband. He looked much older than his 40 years. His eyes were red-rimmed and exhausted in the effort to stop crying in front of his wife.
He asked, “Can anyone sing this song? It’s her request, but I just couldn’t.” His lips trembled as he proffered a sheet of paper towards the nurse.
It’s the song lyrics for the song “If Tomorrow Never Comes” by Garth Brooks. It was also recently covered by Ronan Keating.