Popped
My hubby used to be
slow
to show his emotions,
but
after two strokes,
I hear him
giggling down the
hallway.
At church, when he’s
touched
by a sermon about
the love of God
and our glorious
future in Heaven,
he breaks into shoulder-shaking
sobs.
It’s like most of his
emotions
have been like water
in a balloon and
whatever the
strokes did to his brain
popped it.
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