Saturday, January 16, 2016
I was looked at my wife.
For the first time, I saw the tiniest bit of age around her eyes.
I didn't care.
But I thought about the time we had been together.
I thought about the time we had left.
I really wish we had more time.
I thought about my health and the poor choices I had made.
I need to be a better person.
I need to make more time for us.