Looking carefully at what was really needed.
Then quietly finding the right solution.
Years later, when illness arrived, he had done it again.
Only this time, the problem he had been preparing to solve was me.
Karen stopped by before leaving that evening.
“I’ll come Thursday.”
“You don’t have to.”
“I know.”
She smiled.
“I want to.”
Then she told me she was bringing the grandchildren on Sunday so David could show them his workshop.
He hadn’t been out there since early in his illness.
I hadn’t even thought to
