I want you to know you are thought about. I see you every day I drive that route to school. I see you sitting on the front porch with the oxygen tubing running into the front door of your home. I give you a gentle nod daily, since you have no clue who I am. Thats ok. Sometimes I don't even know, and I have lived with me a long time.
I wonder about you. Have you done with your life what you have wanted to do? Do you have family that takes care of you? What is the affliction you have where you need oxygen? I see you wave at a few people. I know this is your social time. I worry about you when I don't see you out.
You are in my prayers.