It's been such an incredibly quiet time in my life, with Vincent gone so long. He made my days too noisy, and too chaotic for a very long time. This silence has been quite a gift, even if it doesn't make up for what's been taken from me, by Vince's disease.
Haven't seen Vince in nearly a month; keep getting that feeling that we need time and quiet: Recovery Time.
Am sending him his Chess Magazine tomorrow, he'll like that.
I'm going to call his case worker at the hospital next month. She should have news about when he might come to trial by then.
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