Friday was a rough day for this mama.
Bad headache.
Not much movement.
Tired.
Slept until afternoon.
Fever.
Some days I am reminded of my new normal. Of my mortal state. Of my weak body, but strong spirit. Some days I am reminded that I no longer have much choice when it comes to pressing on through fatigue of my sort. I have to stop and rest. And so I do.
I did go pick Jackson up from work that night.
I am going to miss this boy.
He is one of my favorite people on the Planet Earth.
He is so good in every way.
Gosh, I love him.
I also snapped this sunset.
We live in the most beautiful place.
From Highway 89 or from Fort Lane or Fairfield, near Highway 193, the views are surreal.
Lovely.
This guy was sick all last week.
I cooked and cleaned and cared for him as I could.
The tables turned on the weekend.
He cooked while I slept.
Apparently, I slept a lot.
He watched football and baseball and would gently wake me to tell me scores that he knew I would want to hear.
Then I would wake up for a while to watch them with him.
We did go on a real date.
To a fancy restaurant.
After an hour of being there, it was back home we went to watch baseball.
T says we are like two old people!
And what?!?!
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