Wilbur is rocking six inches over the bed, his eyes fastened on Thelma. You haven't dumped me yet. No, sir, after 33 years I'm not about to dump you. It's a privilege, really, to see into things that can make you desperate. You get a whole different perspective on life.
Some days are so hard, but it's neither one of our faults.
My gimpy leg acts up. Nearly everything I pick up, I drop. Or we go through a stack of Depends. Lots of times when I have a day like that, I'll be in the kitchen washing dishes with the radio on. I'll hear a beautiful hymn and stop dead in my tracks and listen.