Our cat has this thing she does at night when her feet get cold. She curls up with me and presses her little toe pads up against my forearm until they get warmed up. And she purrs. It’s kinda cute, and it makes me feel needed.
So this morning, when my feet were cold, I saw my wife lying there peacefully and thought about that movie “Pay it Forward”. What woman doesn’t want to feel loved and needed, right?
Who knew?
The doctor said I should regain vision in my left eye once the swelling goes down, and that my ribs aren’t broken, just dislodged.
