I can't remember....
I can no longer remember what my life was like before the stroke.... I can't remember what HE was like before the stroke. Maybe it's because he was gone so much, traveling for work, that there really are not lots of days with him in them..... ? Yet, every once in awhile, I drive home from Walmart, and see his car sitting in the driveway, and my heart skips a beat, thinking, what's he doing home already? A tear falls, as I remember.....
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