After about a week apart, Laura has returned today to Geneva. I find it funny how one begins to grow accustomed to having the other intricately built into the rhythms of one’s life. It is as if when the other is not there, things are…well…different.
As time passes I can only imagine the way that the ryhtms of life with partner grow increasingly formed. Waking, sleeping, and eating are already patterns that have been formed for me, even after a mere 3 years. No wonder older couples find life changes with death and sickness so monumental.
It’s good to have her back.