She might have had a stressful time over Thanksgiving, so resting would be a good thing. I always know when my heart is acting up because it makes me very tired. I’m glad she has children who care.
Oddly enough, it is my rebellious daughter who has decided to love her mom, and sends me a text every day or so to say “good morning.” There may not be any other conversation, but she lets me know she thinks of me, and that’s much more than I get from FS. If I don’t see him at church, her texts to me are about a 12-1 ratio of his.
My vacuum is finally fixed: my Riccar, the love of my life! It’s been in the shop since late August! Tom and Vlad have gone to pick it up.
I almost cried when I got the text. I thought I would never see it again.