He sits at the desk moving his hand in circles by the laptop.
“Where is the____?” he asks, wanting me to fill in the blank.
I look at him not comprehending yet and wait for another clue.
“The dog?” he tries.
Knowing he meant a different animal, we both laugh. Those are good times.
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I pray for a lot more of those “laugh” times.
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I am glad that you can find things to laugh about. When you both get tickled about something, it must bring back earlier times, and that must be a pleasant feeling. Maybe it even gives you hope that things can remain like that. What a comfort that must be!
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I agree with the other commenters – it must be so nice now and then to simply have a “normal” exchange. And like the others, I just hope for more moments like these as the days unwind…
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