All I've been wanting to do is write about Fran lately and since she doesn't like me to write about her, resisting the urge has meant not writing at all. Not purposefully, it's just the way this old brain works.
It's probably okay for me to say that her recovery from surgery is going well. Just a week and a half has gone by and she's already made us dinner. She's made her own midnight snacks several times now. Time to stop before I can't resist the urge to continue.