Life’s not fair, maybe

We laid on the sofa together for a little while.  I looked at him with his eyes closed and debated on letting him sleep.  The days, the weeks, the months have been long and he was exhausted.  I remember mumbling something about life and that’s when he said it.  “Life’s not fair.” I’ll be honest, I had no response.  Not because I agreed and went … Continue reading Life’s not fair, maybe