but sometimes alone is lonely...

Like late at night when the television's been turned off and the house is just so very quiet. Not silent....I can always count on Scooter's breathing or snoring or stomach noises to break the silence! Despite Scooter's help though, it is too quiet and reminds me that I'm alone. And lonely. And I know that soon I'll be getting ready to crawl into our big bed myself. It's definitely the hardest time of day for me. During the day, I manage to keep myself busy and am able to look forward to possible e-mail messages from Jerry. But after I've received his good night call, the quiet settles and it all sinks in. Sigh.