Hold Me
My daughter treated my husband like a stranger for four days after he returned from the hospital. It was a blessing in disguise, however, because we were concerned how he would be able to recover from brain surgery with a toddler
Until We Feel The Warmth Again
My husband comes outside as I’m trying to put my fitful heart into words. He munches on a piece of dark chocolate, his work boots in hand. “That’s funny." He smiles. "It’s 41 degrees, and you’re sitting out here with a