Yesterday, Herself spoke at length on the telephone with her marvelous Sister; made chicken soup for her Cherished Friend and saw him briefly to hand it to him; had a short but lovely catch-up chat on the telephone with her Pea-in-a-Pod Friend; prepared a quiche for a relative's visit for dinner; and took a long walk with the dogs and her Beloved, who had unusually arrived home early enough from work to do so.
It's these seemingly ordinary things that make Herself happiest.
For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. - Kahlil Gibran
In which I get my comeuppance
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