I have had shingles since January 5th. If you are saying, "Ohhhh, bless your heart, you poor thing," hang on a minute. Yes, I have had shingles.....a horrible, painful, fever-ful, wallow-in-self-pity disease....but I also have had George since 1954. Now say, "Ohhhh, bless your heart, you lucky lady."
Quietly, efficiently, and lovingly George has been with me every step of the miserable way. And now that there is this glorious light shining at the end of my tunnel....now that I can see with clearing clarity.....now that my real world is coming back to me...the light at the end of my tunnel is George....always has been....always will be.
