After watching him for a minute or two, I noticed the person sitting across from him—a woman who I assumed was his wife. I couldn’t help but wonder what this meal was like for her. I imagined she might feel proud of him for the courage he was demonstrating, or that such positive feelings might have faded out of frustration or grief, or out of the sheer exhaustion that comes from helping and supporting someone day after day.Read the full post: buff.ly/QoiQki
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