Long (lonely) weekends

Long weekends can be lonely weekends now. Even though we are here, together. It can be lonely. Damon is off with friends until tomorrow. Drew has a friend visiting so he's busy. Many of our friends are busy. So, here we are....just Lou and I....hangin out. Lou is a little slow today, but that always seems to happen on the weekends. The weekdays are more active around here, not for Lou , but just in general. There's more of a routine, etc. All that helps. I have a movie for us to watch later and am making a nice dinner. These are the kinds of times I so wish we had more of when Lou was WELL....instead of the busy weekends we always had, not alot of alone time. Now too much alone time. Sigh. Why? When the kids were little, we used to drive downstate for most holiday weekends like this to see Lou's mom. The boys loved her house, playing in the yard, in the basement, and with all of her old toys. It was a great change of pace for them from the big city life. Drew would always hang her flag outside, he got a big kick out of that. I miss those days. But I would miss them anyway, whether Lou was sick or not. I loved hearing Drew calling to his Yia Yia from the yard, Damon laughing at whatever it was Drew was doing. They would run down the hill in her yard which seemed so big at the time, and land in her garden. Lou, always so proud of his boys, sitting on the screened in porch, smoking a cigar as he did some office work. Good times. Simple times. Sigh. Why? We'll never know why. We'll never know why this happened. Sigh. Cry. Why.