You

I enjoy talking to you early in the morning and, well, just about anytime really. After I have tea with you and maybe breakfast, I exchange my Tinkerbell jammies for business clothes and drag myself to work.

I chat with the residency recruiter...I think of you. I work on a publication or enter a budget for a grant...I wonder how your day is going. In between meetings with doctors, research coordinators and the lawyer, I check my gmail with the hope you have written me.

Back at home, I hug Qz and Drax and Ozzie [the dog - LOL]. I throw some dirty clothes in the washer and empty the dishwasher. Qz shares her drawings with me; I ask Drax if he has done his homework. I go to yet more meetings or take Qz to her evening class. A RL friend calls to share a joy or sorrow. I wedge in some prayers for you.

I visit with you late at night until I start dosing off. As I flop myself into bed, with my kitty kissing my face, I think of you and your challenges with your love life, job or lack of a job or whatever you have told me in confidence. I drift off to sleep with prayers for you still on my lips : )