It could be anything.  These words are out of his mouth before he even knows what he’s missing.  Our latest road trip was a constant liturgy of “Where’s my?” I felt like a bobble head, searching for what he might be looking for.

The funniest search was  for his cell phone. We looked for 20 minutes and then he said “here”.  Call the hotel and see if I left my phone in the room.   I dialed the hotel without realizing I was using his phone that he just pulled from his pocket.  The same phone for which we were looking.

Just another 24/7 with my retired groom who is losing my mind along with his own.