He talked about how much he respected me. It was nice to hear it. I value his judgement. And I know how he rates decency, morality and goodness. Do I have those qualities? I try to. My thoughts can go rogue if I am tired, particularly or hungry or scared. But I try. Respecting each other is so important. Not sexy but crucial. I think.
My thoughts continually stray to holidays, those we have gone on and those to which I aspire. The heat, the sun, the escape, the being someone new in a different environment – I long for it. But there is work to do and money to save, so we shall stay put and be grateful for all these blessings, not least, each other.
