I’m at work.
It’s 9:47 am, and suddenly I pictured being at the hospital with you.
Getting on the elevator at the medical center, you turn to me and jab at my stomach and I warn you that there are cameras watching your abuse.
Then we continue with the horseplay
I swat at you
Or I throw my arms around you
And kiss you
Just to give “them” a good show
It became our usual routine alone on that elevator…
more blood draws,
more crap that you endured.
How can that most horrible year be something I miss now?
Because I’d take anything, endure it all again, just to be with you.
October 19, 2018