Early this morning I awoke holding a beautiful young lady...her arms wrapped around me. Her head was snuggled into my right arm - her breath light and sweet. Her hair is long now and it fanned across my chest. I remained still, enjoyed the moment. It had been over a month since we'd last slept together. She, between the two of us.
After breakfast she took me into our living room, moved the furniture, and gave me a lesson on the hoola-hoop. I took a video of her 'dance.' Wish I had the means to post it.
When the day nurse arrived, Little Bit took a position at my feet, and stroked my leg while the nurse worked. She quietly cried. I asked her to look away. She said, "No Papa, I need to help her."
In truth it was me she helped. Her presence is all the medication I need.
Photos taken this morning...