At our age being seniors, their aren’t to many friends around.Most of them dead or senile.Some passed from natural causes. Some suffered. At my age, I thank God, for just waking up. You see, I live in a nursing home. My children have no time for me. I am basically all alone.Until Imet this man at the home.We hit it off. He even has his own teeth.After one month ,we were married.At our age, you can’t afford to have a long courtship. The home allowed us to share same room as husband and wife.Loved being with another person.Makes you want to wake up in morning. Just to feel his arthritic hands next to mine, makes me feel better.He has no family either. We are now a family. Us. He and I. We have each other.He watches TV. I’m knitting him a scarf. Do you know the best part of this story ? Way May be alone, but not lonely. We are lonely together ❤️