We are still a team

It was our typical night I shower and then leave clothes for Joe and he showers. I had a sweatshirt for him but he said it was too tight. I got another and helped him put it on. Sweatshirts have become hard to put on.

Afterward he seemed stressed or at least deep in thought. He said he was worried about me and all that was going on. It just reminded me that we are still a team. He may need me in ways he never did before, but he still sees and worries for me.

We aren’t who we were. We aren’t who we planned and dreamed of being. But we are still a team.