THE KEY TO MY HEART

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We woke up, and she asked for the acupuncture only. She was afraid the massage would lead to sex. She was too sore. I wanted to tell her I would not, but even I knew that would be a lie. I am too weak. I get my acupuncture needles and start inserting them in the metal tube one by one in the areas that I  knew ached and what she told me. I did tell her she was my kryptonite. She hugs me and tells me she completely understands and feels the same. We get up to shower and clean up. This time, we showered together.  I massaged her lower back and her abdomen and neck. She thanked me. We are now dressed in a thermal top , socks, and sweat pants.  Our teeth are brushed, flossed, and mouth wash used. We both use the restroom. She was first.  She is stripping the bed. She sprays the interior of the entire rv.  She tosses the soiled items and dirty clothes in the hamper.  She is making the bed with clean sheets and pillow cases while I am making us some waffles with fresh in season from Mexico fruit.  She pours us some pineapple juice, so we will have it for breakfast.

" Julia,  tomorrow,  we need to go to flush out the sewer line and get rid of it and the water. I will refill the water and propane tanks.  I have two empty ones that I never filled up. We also need to do laundry now. Behind this door is a small combination washer and dryer, and the soap is in this drawer.  Please text your guys so they know that after ten, we will leave.  They may need to do the rest for their rental RV."

I tell her okay and separate the soiled items. I do the whites first and add a pod in it..I start the machine.  I texted them to let them know.  They replied, "Okay, and they are out fishing." They have been up early and had breakfast. I read a text. It's from Cindy. I am sad to hear Scott died. She says they are staying for the celebration of life rather than flying back at the end of the week. I immediately call her. She was crying.

" I am so sorry.  Woke you like me to fly out there? How is the team doing?"

She tells me to stay, and they all are taking it badly.  She says when she returns,  she just needs time alone.  She has spoken to her family, Julian and Lisa informing them. She just wants to spend the time alone until we return. My heart aches for them and his family.  Scott had already been a fireman for over thirty years. He was single because his family wife and children died in a train accident.  He has a lot of family who I know will miss him. We talk a little more and tell one another we love each other before we end our call. I toss my cellphone on the made bed. I begin crying.  Silvia comes and hugs me. I tell her what happened. She had music on, so she didn't hear my one-sided conversation.

" Should we fly there to be with her?"  "No, she told her family, Lisa and Julian.  She will attend the celebration of life. She wants to spend time alone. She has told them this. They will check on her as they do. I am going to guess that  Lisa and Taylor will stay with her at the house. Lisa is like her, like the old saying,  her ro dog. I need to respect her wishes."
I blow my nose and use the sleeve on my thermal to wipe away my tears. I toss the tissue away and sit at the table.  I wash and dry my hands. I sit down and say a silent prayer before I put butter and syrup on my waffle.  I eat and don't talk anymore for a while.  We are done eating.  I set the combination to dry the whites. She does the cleaning.

" Silvia, I am going to take a nap.  I don't feel like doing much.  Scott was a great man and will be missed by many. The only good things is he is out of pain.  He is with his wife and children who  died from a train accident.  He has a lot of family. "
I got into the bed and just laid there.  Silvia gets in bed with me and covers us up, and holds me. I just hold her until she falls asleep.  I know she is hurting as well as Cindy.  I get my cellphone and call her and talk to her for a while. We end the conversation.  I put the colors in the machine and a pod and start it. I fold all the whites and put it away. She is still sleeping. I turn on my laptop and log in to do some work. I ordered my book from Amazon. I log off and turn it off. I place it back in a drawer.  I wash and boil potatoes for our lunch. I wait until thr potatoes are done. I mash them and add butter and lactaid milk. I place them in a container and place it in the oven. The oven is off. I begin make light gravy. I pour it in a glass container and place it in the microwave with a paper towel.  I will warm it up later just like the meatloaf.  I clean up the kitchen and
get back into bed and remove our thermal tops and nothing else. I move closer. I kiss her left cheek and lay my head on her stomach.   I know she will fill my face and hopefully will sleep better.  I eventually fall asleep.

I wake up to find Silvia with her head on my stomach and we both have no tops on. I remove her head and get up. I cover her up and put my top on before I used the restroom. I am done in the restroom.  I check on the clothes and restart it to dry. She wakes up and says the turkey meatloaf is done. She adds gravy to the potatoes she made. I don't know when. She has everything ready for us to eat. We eat and I cleaned the kitchen while she is folding the laundry and putting it away. She starts the last load she tells me.
We decided to play a few games of chess and checkers as we wait for the machine to get done so it can be restarted to dry.  I beat her in more games of chess and a few game of checkers.  We put the games away. She restarted the machine for it to dry.   We remove our tops and get into bed.  I lay between her legs. She says more poems from memory. These poems  are about anger and depression.  She tells me that she did various ones because we all have various stages in our lives. We both eventually fall asleep after we fold the last of the  laundry and put it away.