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Today's happiness -- Playing with a shoelace. I knew back in June, when Reynaldo and I entered the last chapter in his life, that we would have good days and bad days. Today was a good day. He came into the bedroom to make sure I was awake and then stood on the headboard to let the fan blow into his face. He crashed a Zoom meeting for the first time in weeks. He followed me from room to room, just to be near me. Best of all, he played. He was unable to capture and vanquish the shoelace, but he tried.