My son takes my electric toothbrush and brushes his few teeth until the charge runs out.
My husband notices this. I find my toothbrush sitting on the bathroom counter, fully charged.
This fact fills me with warmth. I am blessed.
Happy New Year.
It was a year ago today that this happened. As awful as it was, it's still a benchmark in our journey to Abe, so I can't help remembering.