Caring
Dave wasn’t feeling at all well today. He has bone spurs in his shoulder which caused him great pain all night, and he was also feeling lousy from our cold (he’s a few days behind me — I’m nearly well). So he sat on the sofa and moaned, and I took care of him. Lots of tea and cough drops.
I’m so happy that I was there to care for him; I know that I’ll probably be the one needing care next time. We’ve got each others’ backs, 100%.
I adore this man.