Once when W was talking about how death wouldn’t be so bad, she said “It’s not like I’m hanging around for anyone.” I said I don’t know if you thought of this, but I’d miss you. Her response: I don’t know why.
That is sad, Fy and depression talking.
[note to self: remember to pack the itching powder.
And once again, I laughed out loud. You are too funny. Funny is good.
Fy, you have a good handle on this, I think. And I feel that your wife is not going anywhere and is trying to find her way. And then hopefully, finding her way back to you.
