At home her fully grown children caused constant stress. Here in her hospital bed she could rest. Though sore and afraid, she appreciated the nursing care, the nearest in years she’d felt to a caress. Her tears were as much about the life she’d led as it being under threat.
Joanne Bowers lives in England and likes reading and writing microfiction.
So telling and bittersweet.
So beautiful..loved it
Beautifully written. Love it.
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