From the bloggers at Gypsy Journal
Miss Terry and I had such a wonderful marriage for so long that some people even said we were codependent. If you saw one of us, you can bet the other was close at hand. Living in a motorhome for over 17 years, any time I looked up she was right there. I really miss her.
Oh, don’t misunderstand me, our relationship is as strong as ever, I just can’t find her in this big old place! I really don’t think she’s hiding from me on purpose, there are just too many rooms to get lost in. I did catch a fleeting glimpse of her yesterday afternoon in the hallway between the laundry room and the bedroom that’s going to be her sewing room, but then she disappeared into the shadows like some kind of a ethereal nymph. I’m thinking about installing a closed-circuit TV system so I can see her once in a while.
Yes folks, it has been an adjustment. We spend a lot of time calling out “Marco” and hoping to hear “Polo” in response.
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