I hear him stumble and fall each night.
My heart goes to my throat and pounds a wild rhythm.
“Are You okay?” Every night I ask him.
“Yeah.” Mumble, mumble, mumble….
“What?”
“Nothing.”
Every. Single. Night.
I am tempted to pour me one.
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What a lovely pair - wishing you all lots of hugs,
it’s nice to see you back.
I am so sorry for your loss. But I am glad to see you back.
Glad to read your cataract surgery a success! The miracle of science ! I now know that a huge part o
Best of the season to you as well. Stay safe.
Time has gotten quite elastic and unpredictable lately for me too.
Bless you for helping mend her broken spirit.
She's lucky she found you and Lucy.
Loving the pictures! We're getting the same up here. Stay safe.
I know.
You know I'm always here for you. Any time you're lonely, reach out to me.
Any time you're lonely, reach out to me.
Thank you.
You were both missed.
Yay!
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