Write about something sweet.
Where I was hired, there is a gentleman whom I never got to meet the wife; however, I went in to clean the room he used to share with his wife, and I opened the sweetest room ive ever seen. It made me think of two people sitting on a veranda on a quiet morning, a comfortable silence and unending love. They may not be together physically, but you could see their mix and gather what could be an accurate description.
It made me want to tear up, and I still do now, thinking about it. I know life can not be how you expect it, which is normal, but seeing the love and care that have gone into keeping the space makes my little romantic heart melt.
Till Next Time,
Meg

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