Archive for October 25th, 2008

My name is Jean and you married me over 43 years ago, my Love. It’s been a riot of laughs being with you – until. But it’s Ok, I know that you know me – who cares about a name?

This very scenario is why I taught you our secret code, so when I use it, you will remember me and how we loved, laughed and danced our years away.

Actually, Hon, I never, ever thought about your forgetting my name, me but not my name. Weird,eh? If one has to be grateful for small mercies, this is one – who cares about a name? You still know me and my touch. You still laugh. You still make me laugh. What more could I ask for.

A name is only a name.

***Note to self: Oct.6/08 is when Doc told me about the name – I have suspected for sometime.

Lately, I’ve wondered if he could still read.

Last night he read a headline to me, happy, happy, happy!