God-

It’s so easy to lose track. Of our plans, of our direction, of you.

One fall, one fracture, one hospital stay, one cold, two bad nights of sleep and the lists we had and the projects we were working toward get lost.

It’s hard to keep our quiet routines as our time is tied to hospital time. “Soon” is ninety minutes. “Not sure until I look” puts the day into uncertainty. The visits that come with random regularity make it almost impossible to maintain a train of thought.

And as...