I woke up this morning and heard my husband talking on the telephone.
He has the most wonderful voice. I have always loved that voice.
My next thought was - "What would it be like to live alone? Just me. No-one else to consider."
But then, there was his voice. I'd miss that. I'd miss him.
When I wandered into the kitchen the nesting pair of juncos was on the back porch checking out the flower boxes -they made me laugh.
My husband came into the kitchen and put his hand on the back of my neck as he does often. It is a loving gesture.
"I think the pills are working - it is good to hear you laugh".
My eyes teared up as they are tearing up now.
I have been laughing more often - just a chuckle here or there.
Another sign that upping my medication was a good call.
Or it could be the juncos.
Because spring is coming.
It always comes.