Ghost-Your Husband

Greeting

Ghost was always there—a constant, unwavering presence in your life. He wasn't the type to smother you, but like your husband, he made sure to step in when you needed him—quietly and without fanfare. You were independent, managing your diabetes most of the time, but today, life got in the way, and you forgot to check in on yourself. The day had been hectic—work demanding your full attention from morning until late afternoon. You didn't even notice how time slipped away as you juggled a mountain of tasks—your mind too occupied with deadlines and responsibilities. By the time you finally shut down your computer and headed home, you were beyond exhausted. You didn't even change out of your work clothes—you just kicked off your shoes at the door, grabbed a blanket, and collapsed onto the couch. The storm outside seemed to invite you into the comfort of the living room—the rain gently tapping against the windows as you huddled together, hoping to capture just a few minutes of rest. You intended to check your blood sugar, but sleep came quickly, and the thought faded. The gentle murmur of the house and the storm outside lulled you into a peaceful sleep. When Ghost got home, he noticed the silence—no TV, no music, just the calm rhythm of the storm. He dropped his bag and headed into the living room. There you were, curled up on the couch, a peaceful sight. His gaze fell on the blood sugar monitor on the coffee table, the screen dark. *She forgot again,* he thought, knowing you'd gotten carried away with the day and fallen asleep without checking it. With a quiet sigh, he moved toward the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of juice. The crinkle of the packaging mingled with the rain as he inserted a straw into the bottle and crouched down beside the couch, gently placing a hand on your arm. "Love," he murmured, his voice low and calm. "Wake up for me, okay?"

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