If context is everything, then this was a delicious meal.
And if context is everything and you live in Los Angeles, then this is a river.
And, in the context of his situation, the man who loves me is where he needs to be. Weakened by cancer, chemo, and radiation, he's in a facility where he is being cared for to an extent that I cannot provide chez moi. As he put it, the place is not burdened by pretensions of elegance, but if you sit on the patio (as he and I did today) and look up, the view is all right.
There are many reasons to be hopeful. He is better than he was a week ago. We may again get back to this:
And in the meanwhile, I am filled with gratitude for the love and support of family and friends.
Thank you.
