Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Another midnight hour 7/28
I've gotten into the habit of spending time with Chuck around the midnight hour. There's an ache in my heart that draws me to him and sometimes, when he's awake, we share good, private moments. Tonight, he looked as though he were buried in a deep, restorative sleep. Even more machines and wires are out of the picture, so he's looking more like just Chuck sleeping, healing. I will rest knowing he is comfortable. The ache is less, but I miss my mom. I miss Chuck.