"I just closed my eyes and heard you tell me good night. Then I rolled over and went to sleep."
Later, in answer to my question, she explained.
"He asked how I went to sleep without him here to tell me good night."
And was that true?
"Sure. I heard him say good night, then I said 'Good night, Honey.' I didn't open my eyes again, so it was just like he was there."
For almost 57 years, they've shared good nights and good mornings and everything in between. They're together always, even when they're not.
Don't know whether to laugh or cry about that.
4 comments:
Fifty-seven years.
Wow.
Maybe both - cry and laugh. What else is there to do?
They produced you, so something sure works!
They are one in one million, million.
So sweet.
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