After 31 Years of Marriage, My Husband Started Leaving Our Bed at Night ‘Because of His Back’ – Then I Heard Him Whisper, ‘Daddy Loves You Too’

Susan and Steve were tucked together inside Michael’s faded blue blanket.

I sat beside him holding a mug of coffee.

Susan squeaked.

Greg looked down at her.

“Daddy’s here.”

This time, the words didn’t scare me.

I took another sip of coffee.

“Susan is still a ridiculous name for a kitten.”

Greg rocked gently.

“She has grown into it.”

I laughed.

When the feeding was finished, he looked toward the stairs.

“Back to bed?”

“Absolutely.”