Dear John,
It's been bad fibro day and the football was just as bad. Be glad you missed it.

Well, that's more information than you ever needed about a sock, isn't it? You were always so interested in the things I was interested in. And I was the same with you - I never cared about golf or chess, but because I was interested in you and in your interest in it, I learned about it and came to find it interesting. And so you taught me the history of golf and I taught you about the color wheel, and we both became better-rounded people. I miss talking to you about these things so I come there and tell you all about the socks I'm knitting. And you still listen, probably with that same half-smile on your face and the love in your eyes.
I'm going to turn the light off now - I'm having a hard time staying awake. I'm in my softest flannel nighty and sleeping on my softest flannel sheets. Please pray for me that the covers don't hurt and that I can sleep, and that I'll feel better for work in the morning. I'll miss you between these nice, soft sheets!
Adore you,
Joan.
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