I stare at the snow.
“The yard almost looks nice,” I say before realizing there’s nobody to hear the conversation.
Habits of a lifetime are not easily broken.
His shoes stand by the door, right where he stepped out of them.
The fever and coughing kept getting worse, so we decided on the hospital as a precaution.
It started to snow as we were leaving, so he chose to wear his winter boots.
“At least,” he said, then paused to cough. “They’ll be easy to take off.”
“It’s probably nothing,” he insisted.
And then they put him on the ventilator.
Dear Josh,
Too true for comfort. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
A situation too many of us have been living for the last year
Whoa! This drama was well written!
Ouch. Habits of a lifetime don’t break easy; I hope there is some comfort in them though.
That nervous thought at the back of your mind everytime someone coughs now…So many tragic tales.
Sad tale on a familiar theme tragically. Hoping this time next year we’ll be writing silly little pithy comical tales. Great stuff
Sigh, Josh, for the vividness and all-too-real-for-too-many of this. Half-a-Million in the US alone. This is a tender time. Well penned!
This is so heartbreaking and sadly, a reality for too many.
Not so much fiction, is it? Excellent write, however… Just don’t start coughing for real, okay?
Definitely a sign of the times. Sad but true.
Excellent story about a cruel reality. You make her plight very vivid, Josh.
Too often, the ventilator of death. Well done.
Too true for these days and times.
Well penned, a great use of the picture
A tragic tale very well written. The story that could belong to many I imagine. Sad.