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.

1 comment:

  1. Auburn,

    I wish there was some wonderfully insightful piece of advice or comfort I could give you that would make all this right again; the only thing I can offer you is that you are one of the strongest people I know. You have encouraged me and your students to reach beyond to find meaning in all areas of our lives that ultimately makes us better individuals. We are rooting for YOU and Chuck.