Every picture tells a story. 
 
 But a photo making the Internet rounds of a man eating at a California In-N-Out Burger alongside a picture of his deceased wife has uncovered a story of true love that will make you squeeze your honey extra hard tonight. 
 
 Two weeks ago, imgur.com user "soulrose" posted a picture of a man perched in a red and white booth gazing longingly at a photo, with his walker nearby. 
 
 "I saw this elderly gentleman dining by himself, with an old picture of a lady in front of him. I though [sic] maybe I could brighten his day by talking to him,” soulrose writes. 
 
 Tearjerker of the day. Elderly man pictured eating with photo of his "soulmate" of 55 years who died 5 years ago. pic.twitter.com/z8RwHfLw73 — Jeff McArthur (@jmacspeaks) October 29, 2014 
 
 After talking to the man, the user found out it was indeed his wife, and proceeded to be blown away by the story of how they met and their enduring love. 
 
 “They met when they were both 17. They dated briefly, then lost contact when he went to war and her family moved. But he said he thought about her the entire war. After his return, he decided to look for her. He searched for her for 10 years and never dated anyone,” soulrose wrote. 
 
 “People told him he was crazy, to which he replied 'I am. Crazy in love.' On a trip to California, he went to a barber shop. He told the barber how he had been searching for a girl for ten years. The barber went to his phone and called his daughter in. It was her! She had also been searching for him and never dated either.” 
 
 According to the story, the unnamed man proposed right then and there was married to his wife for 55 years before she died 2009. 
 
 Madina Bashizaduah from San Francisco posted a similar image on Twitter on Oct. 22 of the same man—just with a different shirt and new picture. She said he always leaves home with a picture of his sweetheart and recounted the same story of a fateful love for the ages. 
 
 Oh my god I just died!!! He has a picture of his wife with him as he eats! I love him I love love ���������� pic.twitter.com/c9t0qKJfEi — ℳadi ℬash (@Maaadina) October 22, 2014 
 
 Soulrose said the man had a few nuggets of wisdom, saying: "I was a very rich man. Not with money, but with love" and "Tell your wife that you love her everyday. And be sure to ask her, have I told you that I love you lately?" ||||| It's never easy dining out alone -- but one man has found the perfect, sweetest way to ensure he never feels lonely. 
 
 Twitter user Madina Bashizadah posted this heartbreaking picture earlier this week of an older widower having a meal at In-N-Out Burger -- with a photo of his late wife next to him. 
 
 Oh my god I just died!!! He has a picture of his wife with him as he eats! I love him I love love 😭😭😭😭😭 pic.twitter.com/c9t0qKJfEi — ℳadi ℬash (@Maaadina) October 22, 2014 
 
 "The older gentleman was sitting down enjoying his meal and I noticed that he had a photo with him," Bashizadah told The Huffington Post in an email. "Automatically, I assumed she wasn't here with us and I started tearing up because it was such a beautiful moment but heartbreaking at the same time." 
 
 Other diners kept approaching the older man, asking him about the photo and "with everyone who approached he was happy and excited to talk about her." 
 
 We found out that she was his sweetheart, his wife who passed away 5 years ago. They met at 17 but the war had kept them apart. He had searched for her for 10 years and one day as he was telling his barber the story, the barber calls his daughter in and it ends up being her. They were married instantly and it lasted for 55 years until she passed. He takes her photo everywhere. On one side of the laminated photo it's him and her sitting on a couch together and on the back it has a photo of him and her side by side when they were young. Goes to show you true love does exist. 
 
 A love story for the ages. ||||| There’s the easy way… and then there’s the best, right way. 
 
 My wife has always known the difference between the two. And ninety-nine times out of a hundred, she has chosen the right path over the least-difficult road to take. She is still making the best, right choices. Even now. 
 
 Joey loves her some George Strait. She always has. He’s her go-to guy whenever she puts on a cd and is cleaning the house or driving her car. And when romance is in the air, it’s not Michael Buble’ or some crooner that she wants me to put on… she wants king George. And I am more than happy to oblige. A love-affair with a singing cowboy who lives a million miles away in her dreams seems safe enough for me. Heck, I think there are really only two or three men out there that I would’ve had to worry about being jealous of…. George, Robert Duvall and Tommy Lee Jones. The last two are because of the movie Lonesome Dove. My wife and I have watched ‘Gus’ and ‘Woodrow’ make the long cattle-drive to Montana a half-dozen times or more over the years. And she gets that look in her eyes when she watches that movie. She’s enamored by those men. By that lifestyle. Joey loves real cowboys. 
 
 And me. 
 
 I don’t know why she loves me. She could’ve had any cowboy she wanted…. could’ve had the western life she dreamed of as a little girl riding her first horse Velvet. But she didn’t choose some handsome Marlboro man with a Sam Elliot mustache and a thousand-acre ranch… instead, she chose our little farm and she chose me. And I’m a long way from a cowboy. We do have horses now…well, the two that I got for Joey for her birthday this last fall (though she and I only got to see them a couple of times before our lives took us back to the Cancer Center in Atlanta and then here to her hometown in Indiana). And unfortunately, she will never get to ride those or any horses again. They will instead be grazing in the pasture around the family cemetery in the back field behind our farmhouse, where my bride will soon rest. 
 
 It is difficult for me to write this, partly because it seems like everything I write these days ends up as some tragic news story about my wife and her ‘last days’ and the ‘shocking’ new development that has just been shared. I want to apologize for any sensational headlines that this or any post has created. That has not been my intention. These are just stories… small vignettes from our lives, just like the ones that you and everyone out there are living every day. 
 
 That being said, I am thankful. So very thankful – that our story has been shared and shared and shared. Thankful that because it’s being picked up and shared by dozens of news organizations and hundreds of thousands of individuals on Facebook and elsewhere, somehow my wife’s life and ultimately her death, might possibly help or encourage someone else somewhere. That this life she’s living might impact the life of someone that she and I will never meet, and never see, at least this side of heaven. That is a good thing. No, that is a great thing. Thank you. 
 
 The other reason it’s hard for me write this is because it has been so long coming on. Sometimes I feel like the boy who cried wolf. We’ve been here going through this for months and months now. Though many ups and downs. Nearing the end, doing better, nearing the end again. Hoping. Praying. Believing. But through it all, most of us have known down-deep for awhile now, that the end would eventually come… but we haven’t really faced it. I don’t think we’ve been in denial, just filled with hope and living in the moment. Because though you know that your loved-one is dying… somehow you find a way to find the good, even in the dying. You say to yourself…. she’s still here. We’re still together. And it’s still life. Sort of. But not really. This isn’t the kind of life my wife would want to be living. Not if you know her. 
 
 Joey has done all she set out to do… even right to the very end, and by sheer will-power (and God’s grace), she was still here to to see our baby’s 2nd birthday. Over the last number of weeks her pain had gotten worse and her health had continued to decline rapidly. And not long after Indy’s birthday my wife decided that ‘enough is enough’. She was ready to stop fighting and she told me so. She said the flowers would soon be blooming back in Tennessee. It’s time to go home. 
 
 Joey gathered her family together around her and she said goodbye to each of them… to her mother and father and her three sisters. There were lots of tears as she explained to each one how much she loved them and that she was going to be going home soon. That her time here was done and she was going to go to sleep soon. And then she asked me to bring our baby in. And so… I set our little Indy on Joey’s lap and we all cried with my wife as she told her how much her mama loved her and, “…you be a big girl for your papa… and that mama will be watching over you”. And then she pulled Indiana up and she kissed her. 
 
 One last kiss. 
 
 My wife has been asleep for days now and her body is shutting down quickly. The hospice nurse came again this morning and said Joey will most-likely only be with us for a few more days… at the most. 
 
 A few more days… In the 40 short years that Joey has lived, my bride has accomplished many great things… she’s lived a very full life. But even more than that, she has loved those around her greatly and been loved greatly in return. I can honestly say that Joey’s isn’t just a life well-lived, it’s a life well-loved. 
 
 God only gives each of us a certain amount of time to be on this earth and every day when we wake up, we get to decide how we are going to spend those precious minutes and hours. There are no do-overs, no second-chances, no next-time-around’s to get it right. Joey knew this and she has made each and every day count. One of the last things Joey said before she drifted into the deep sleep she’s been in for a few days now is, “I have no regrets… I can honestly say, that I have done everything I wanted to do and lived the life I always wanted to live”. 
 
 I went through some pictures on my computer last night and let them take me back. Back to when we met… oh, how young and beautiful she looked. And I let them carry me through the years, to where we are now. Lying here beside me, she is still so beautiful to me. We recorded a song a few years ago by Shawn Camp and Dennis Morgan for the same album that we recorded “When I’m Gone” on, but it didn’t make the record. I think maybe it was on some special bonus version somewhere, but for the most part nobody’s ever heard it. I came across it the other day and put some of Joey’s photos with it… I could barely listen or watch at first. But then, as I listened and watched more… I smiled more and I cried less. It’s called “In The Time That You Gave Me” 
 
 In the time that God gave her… I believe Joey’s given all she could give. She’s loved all she could love and lived all she could live. And her faith… yes, it’s strong enough to save her. I know she’s done Him and all of us proud… in the time that He gave her. 
 
 When we were at the Academy of Country Music awards in Las Vegas a few years ago, George Strait was there for a presentation and we were backstage with a group of folks, standing right in front of him… maybe ten feet away. They were giving him some sort of award, and I was encouraging Joey to go say hello. She didn’t want to. So I took her hand and walked her over closer to the small crowd that surrounded him until George and Joey’s eyes met… then George smiled and shook her hand, and she smiled back at him. 
 
 I thought it was a special moment. But it wasn’t. At least not for her. Afterwards, I could tell that it wasn’t what she wanted. She didn’t just want to meet her hero, she wanted to earn his respect and meet him then, only then. She wanted to meet him ‘the right way’, or not meet him at all. I love that about her. 
 
 I’ve had a lot of time to think about her love of cowboys and after all these years, I can’t say I have understood why Joey would choose me and not some rugged horseman from Texas or Montana or somewhere. But then again, maybe it’s not about looking like a cowboy, it’s about what’s inside. Maybe that’s what she saw in me that I didn’t. Maybe there’s more to it than the hat and horse that Joey admired about George and Gus and Woodrow… maybe it was what she believed was inside of those cowboys. What she believed was inside of me… 
 
 A month or so ago, a man from out west sent an email that hurt me. But it hurt me in a good way. He doesn’t know it but it came to me at a time when I think I needed to hear the words he said. To help me understand. I showed the email to Joey and told her that I didn’t understand why he called me ‘cowboy’ in the email. Joey just smiled and when she finished reading, gave me a little wink that seemed to say, “you may not understand…but I do”. Here are the words that man wrote… 
 
 “Cowboy, you get to stand on the same stage as her. 
 
 She looks at you, into your eyes. She’s not looking at the crowd for attention. She’s looking at you, because she’s amazed by you. Cowboy, that’s an old fashioned love, that you get to experience. She can’t fake that, and she can’t help that. She can’t hide that. We can all see that. Well done. 
 
 Partner, there’s a beautiful little girl who is learning how to look at her dad, because she see’s how her mommy looks at you. Ms. Joey’s done her job – and done it well. Now she can just be a mommy. Little girls like yours may learn different than other children, but they learn. They learn and know love better than most of us. I grew up with a mom who worked with special needs children. Few things can love, like a child with special needs. Truly a blessing of life long love. 
 
 I saw you in Walla Walla a few years ago. You were at Clarette’s Restaurant. You were just two normal people at a small booth, in a small town country diner. I was across from you. It was so obvious. It was American love……and it did not need to be interrupted. I smiled as I left, thinking, “That’s what it’s all about.” A couple famous folks, who probably don’t care about the fame. It reminded me of what George Strait must look like. Just a real person, enjoying taking his beautiful wife out for breakfast, and damn the attention. Like a real cowboy, it’s a way of life. Everything is in the moment, and beauty rises to the surface. 
 
 What you’re doing, how you are sharing, how you have put frustration, hurt and what must be some anger aside, is the weight only something a real cowboy could shoulder. 
 
 It’s the American ideology, like the “So God Made a Farmer,” Dodge Ram commercial, in the Super Bowl a couple years back. You’re that American man. That man/dad who can shoulder a burden. 
 
 You’re a cowboy, Rory. The kind who’s rough calluses on his hands, feel soft to the women he loves. 
 
 What you’re going through, I can’t imagine. You’ve got those big square shoulders, and she’s got those big pretty eyes. It’s the perfect puzzle. The perfect match. 
 
 Rory, I pray for peace for Joey. Whatever happens, you need prayer too. Partner, Cowboy, square your shoulders, because your beautiful wife and daughter, they need a cowboy right now, and you’re the one that God knows has the biggest, strongest shoulders. 
 
 Another dot on the map, another family lifting yours up in prayer. We’re out here in little old Walla Walla, Washington, and your daughter, your wife, and you are in our daily prayers. – Jim Brennan” 
 
 Thank you Jim, whoever you are. 
 
 And thank you to all who have followed my wife’s beautiful journey. Who are still following. Though our hearts are heavy we all need to do our best to remember that this is not the end. It’s only the beginning. 
 
 When Joey takes her last breath here… she will take her first breath there. 
 
 In Heaven.
– Determined not to forget his true love after her death five years ago, an elderly man has been bringing along a photo of her during his outings to a California burger joint. Multiple patrons have spotted the widower at an In-N-Out Burger, seated with a photo of his deceased wife in front of him. Photos of the loving husband have gone viral, and folks who've approached him say he has been "happy and excited to talk about her." Madina Bashizadah tweeted a photo of the man last week and emailed the Huffington Post that when she saw him, "I started tearing up because it was such a beautiful moment but heartbreaking at the same time." She says that he told diners that he met his wife when they were both 17, lost touch for 10 years, then married "instantly" once they reunited—they were together for 55 years before she died. Imgur user soulrose spotted the man on an earlier outing, Fox News reports, and wanted to try to "brighten his day," but the diner ended up brightening soulrose's day instead by revealing he still celebrates his wife's birthday and their anniversary. Other sweet revelations from their conversation: "I was a very rich man. Not with money, but with love." "I never had a single argument with my wife, but we had lots of debates." "Tell your wife that you love her every day. And be sure to ask her: Have I told you that I love you lately?" (This man dove deep underwater to leave something special for his deceased wife.)