That kind of courage needs remembering. In my life, the most powerful force I've witnessed is love, even over hate. I am sorry for your loss, V, but thankful you had such a love, and proud this little story shone a light on the love that kept your beloved going. Tears are to be shared.
Hello, friends. 500 words of a new, pivotal chapter, but I am already worn out. I can hardly move my neck, and my back is soaked with sweat. Been put on probiotic pills to combat the damage the antibiotics did to my bowels. Hopefully, I'll be able to stop complaining to you guys in a week or two.
Duly noted, bro. I had a phone appointment with my doc yesterday, and he said I should move around more than I have been now, and that sitting up three or four times a day for five, ten, or twenty minutes will help expand my lungs. I know I need to build myself up, and that it can't be rushed.
Hello, friends. Still recuperating. Worried about the story I was writing when I got ill. Need to get back at it before my muse and motivation desert me. I was so close and now it feels lost.
For some reason I thought Elias was married to a woman who passed away. Must be the colds meds. That Jeep was a steal! 9300? Wow. Very touching ending, Albert.