265→Husband Journey: Let Them Eat Cake
I walked into Robert’s room with tote bags of must-haves in recognition of his birthday. Evan was waiting for a parking spot. I worked out the details over days on a sheet of paper: Bring the greeting cards a few people sent, bring our card, bring a little cake, bring something for the staff. Bring, carry, mask, stuff. I am trying to reconstruct what happened within a forty-five minute time frame a few days ago. So, here’s this guy in bed. He is my husband of forty-five years. “Hi, Rob!” Hi, Susie! “Happy Birthday!” It’s my birthday? “Yes, you are … Continue reading →