I am missing you, Truthmatters. You made it fun to come to USMB so often. My husband died in 2016, and I still miss him, too, with tears. I almost got a boyfriend a few weeks ago, but sometimes he is absent and it makes me think that old age is very unpredictable. Oh well, I just go upstairs and stop crying when I realize my 46-years of marriage to a perfect man took up most of my years in this life. I recently got a four week flu-like sickness followed by another infection of both eyes, and today it went away. And I think that misery can cancel a friendship of on and gone emotion. It's just a moment of wishful error. My eyes itched and developed awful wrinklings, the likes of which I'd never experienced. There is no beauty in annoying skin wrinkles that pale in comparison with itching eyes. And it got my mind off of Mr absent, thanks to Heaven and God. Well, it's late. and my family of 5 puppies have settled down for the night. I hope that wherever you are, Miss Truthmatters, that you are happy and carefree. Prayers up for everyone's good health and a lot of joy in your lives.
