What Ifs And Wishes

-Karen-

I woke up hours later curled up to Conor in a comfy white nightgown. He dressed me. Such a sweet man. I love you so much, Conor. I haven’t given up because of you… Every night since I fell asleep with him on the cot in the medical ward, he held onto me protectively. That tragedy had pulled us even closer together and I trusted no one more than him. Ring or no ring, I trust you with everything Conor. I know you feel the same way… I quietly slipped out of his warm embrace and walked into my workroom shutting the doors of the armoire room and the workroom behind me. I carefully walked over to my worktable and turned on a light, fighting my tears the whole way.

I sat down quietly and started sewing the larger quilt blocks together. I had only one thing on my mind right now and I figured it would be better if I cried alone. I don’t want to wake you Conor… Not after you’ve taken such good care of me. I sat there sewing absent mindedly thinking about our son. William… You rest right