Thoughts
2023-04-04, 9:31 p.m.

I sit alone in the dining room drinking a cold beer and I begin to think about life.

Everyone else has turned in for the night and I enjoy this quiet moment of reflection.

I think about Fran and the hospice and how terrible it was to see my love suffering like that.

I think about how the kids and I fought about her care and how things of changed.

I think about how Fran was my life and how empty it is without her.

I think about how tomorrow is not guaranteed for anyone.