Old Trees Just Grow Stronger

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I really love when we walked on the icy road today and held onto each other as we treaded up and down the slopes towards the more gravelly patches. We simultaneously remarked  that it was a senior citizen thing to do.

I also loved coming into the bedroom tonight after I heard you switch off the television. You were still awake and I held you for a time and then after rolling over, you held me for a while.  You whispered several times that you love me.

I know you enjoy the news, the politics and murder shows.  I wonder sometimes if maybe I don't give you enough of me or enough of what you need --- or maybe I just tend to overthink this and it is simply your way of unwinding.  I wonder in a capricious way, what it must be like to fall asleep every night like Amish couples (as the many that live nearby) do, with simply the silence of the night. No matter...I love growing old with you.