A woman’s husband had been slipping in and out of a coma for several months, yet she had stayed by his bedside every day.
One day, when he came to, he motioned her to come nearer.
He whispered, eyes full of tears:
“You know what?
“You have been with me all through the bad times.
“When I got fired, you were there.
“When my business failed, you were there.
“When I got shot, you were by my side.
“When our house burnt down, you were there.
“When my health started failing, you were by my side.
“You know what?”
“What dear?” she gently asked.
“I think you are bad luck,” he said.