I'm sure that was, as has been said, quite bitter/sweet Gringo. But I have to say (apart from the shock of being told she had gone!) I do think it was lovely that your wife was obviously looking for you.
William has a sort of vague idea who I am, but hadn't known my name for a couple of years - he asked my name one day, and when I told him, wanted to know my surname! When told him that, he was astonished, saying "Ha! Same as me! No wonder I like you!" But on our wedding anniversary this year I gave him a card, which said "to my husband", and he examined that for ages, then he looked at me and tentatively said my name, as a sort of question - the first time in a couple of years he has got my name! It made my day, even if he "lost" me almost immediately again.
These things I think serve to remind us that snatches of the person we know and love is still there, somewhere.