Kitchen table

Our kitchen table, where we sat for many hours and talked, as well as ate our meals, read to each other, took inventory of Don's meds, and many other things. To the trained eye, there are many things there — those wonderful wheelie-chairs we liked so much, Don's lanyard hanging on the lamp where he always kept it, the hammer from where he punched additional holes in his belts, the box of chocolates given to him by his sister, the clipboard I had to start keeping after Hospice began assisting us... so many things.

©2011 Tiffany Reed