The Barometer Did It

Dear John,

I know - a morning letter? Is the world ending?

It's been raining and storming all day. I've had Jethro in my lap and the heating pad around my neck and shoulders. With the barometer so low, it's a painful day for fibromites. It's well worth it for the rain, of course, and I've loved sitting inside while it's dark and stormy outside. But, oh, do I hurt!

So I just wanted to come here and talk to you, because cuddling with you is the best analgesic in the world. You always make me feel better. While it rains today, please pray for your aching wife and your neurotic dog - not necessarily in that order!

Love you so much,

Joan,