After having company for a few days, forgot we were alone this evening when I told him I’d go have a nice soak in the tub. Slid down in the (heavily:) bubbled bath when I realized he’s out in the living room on his own.

It was kin to trying to sneak a bath (but quickly) when the children were young. I listened for “something” – there was nothing. That’s almost worse so I quickly lathered up, rinsed off and dressed.

Came out to the living room and he’s sitting in his chair reading, looks up at me and smiles. His smile still melts my heart as it did some 45 years ago.