finally allowing myself to stop holding everything together.
David reached over slowly and placed his hand on my back.
The movement wasn’t as strong as it once had been.
But it was still his hand.
Still David.
Karen brought tea into the room, placed it on the nightstand, and quietly left again.
Exactly right.
The aides began the following Monday.
Their names were Marcus and Sue.
They alternated shifts throughout the week.
Both were patient.
Professional.
Gentle.
They knew how to help without making David feel helpless.
At first, David
