Before I forget...

...about those little "signs" that my dear hubby is still here, somehow.  Somebody else wrote a journal entry called Butterfly kisses.  That brought to mind the other night.  I was crying myself to sleep, wishing my dear David would send me another sign.  Not that he hasn't already but......I neeeeeeed these signs for comfort.
I asked him to put his arms around me and give me a hug.  I sooooo wanted to feel his arms like I had on a previous night.  Well it was only a few seconds later that I felt a brush of air on my cheek - just like a butterfly kiss.  Wow!
Now, logically I know it was probably air currents from the vents in the floor, but still, the timing was excellent.  I felt good and fell asleep.