Love is…A wee cuppa

This old man called upstairs for me.

‘COLETTE!! Are you there?!

Sheesh thinks me, what’s happened?! Is he ok?

I call down while making my way to him.

I’m here dad, are you ok? Worried what I’m going down to…it’s been a hard year full of all sorts of sights.

‘Hello!!’ he says. His wee face brightens.

‘I just wondered where you were’

‘How are you?’ ‘That’s a bad cough you’ve got’ He says. ‘Can I make you a wee cuppa?’

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So here I am, taking a wee break having a wee coffee made by my wee dad.

I needed all of this ❤️

edit: he fell asleep within minutes of this so I’m doubly glad I got him while he was on top!