A letter from a Pen Pal. She apologized for not writing sooner, but her husband has advanced cancer and is semi-comatose. She is feeding him morphine through a mouth tube. One of those "reality" times. She has been through so much with him. I sent her a card with hugz, prayers, and warm thoughts. She has absolutely nothing to apologize for. Nothing.

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Just be yourself. The rest will fall in line.