I spent four whole days and four nights with him last weekend. The visit revolved around baseball (one minor league game & one Braves game), and just hanging out.
We spent most of Sunday afternoon on his patio, drinking Sam Adams Irish Red and listening to the game on the radio. Later we switched to gin & tonics to go with our dinner of grilled ribeyes, oven-roasted red potatos and carrots (homemade garlic bread was also prepared, but I burned it-I blame the g&t's).
We started out watching the game on tv, cuddled up on the sofa. I got a bit teary-eyed, because it was all so...normal. Just a quiet Sunday at home, having coffee, reading the paper, and relaxing together.
A recurring theme on the widder Internet board I frequent is 'the new normal'. This is a new normal I can get used to right easily.
grief
5 hours ago
3 comments:
Sounds like a lovely kind of normal.
sounds like a normal we all need some of....
Lovely, sweetie.
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