I was heading to my doctor's Appointment, but at the last Minute I stuck the grief booklet into My purse. I soon learned why. While I waited to be seen by My doctor, an elderly man Conversed with the receptionist. I overheard their conversation. "The house seems really empty When you're alone," the man said. The lady responded with words of Condolences. As the man walked away, I stopped Him and asked, "Are you a new Widower?" "Yes, since September. We were Married 63 years and 12 days." "This was meant for you." I pulled the booklet from my Purse and handed it to him. We chatted a bit, I gave Clarence a hug, and then I Settled back in my chair waiting, Waiting, waiting to see my doctor. |