He's nigh onto all to
me . . .
Together in our child-
hood. Classmates for
many a year, my first
beau, my first kiss.
And lo, these many
years later, we've
spent 26 together.
His greatest gift to
me, perhaps, is his
company, support,
caring during the
cold, winter months
I suffer from SAD.
Methinks unless
you've been there,
done that, getting
the whole brouhaha
of Seasonal Affective
Disorder is sooooo
not happening.
Not understanding
this horrific malady,
still being supportive,
thoughtful, caring,
is rather beyond the
pale.
Truly I bless his care
and presence in my
life . . .
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