Sitting at the table facing him, I couldn’t help but think about how we had gotten here. . .an incredible journey, some would say, a long and arduous road others will counter but what mattered was this - At long last, I got my wish! He was here with me and he’ll never leave.
“More Wine? I ask softly but no response. I didn’t need one because I knew. “Anticipate your guest’s needs” Mama’s lessons came to mind and so I poured. God! I wish he wouldn’t slouch in his chair but I guess it can’t be helped. . . a lifeless body will do that to ya.
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