Daily Archives: 8/28/2004

Isn’t it hard sometimes, isn’t it lonely? 6

This morning I was about to leave for work and I called to Mike, “Come here and give me a hug.” He has that magical gift for hearing what I am really saying, so he said, “It’s the in-laws, isn’t it?” He came out of the bathroom, saw my eyes brimming with tears, and enveloped […]