A Part of Life

One night, we were awakened by the ringing of the telephone.  My husband, Darryl, got up to answer it in the living room.  I was not fully awake, but I was very much aware that it was deep in the night.  Phone calls this late are never good news.  I lay there struggling with the reality of that and trying to pretend that maybe the phone hadn’t rang, or somehow it would just be a wrong number, or some other benign happening.  Continue reading “What a Relief!” →