From her husband's journal.
10/23/77
Tex has been smiling more lately, but I think it's for my sake. I catch her staring into space when she thinks I'm not look. She doesn't look sad exactly, just kind of empty. It scares me. She'll light up whenever she picks up Shaun, but not as much as she used to.
She's out right now, getting groceries. I just recorded a holotape for her, but I'm not sure I should give it to her. Telling her how amazing of a mother she is might be the last thing she needs to hear. I'll re-record it tomorrow, talk about something less domestic first. She needs to know I haven't forgotten how razor sharp she is in a debate, how tough she is under pressure, how much making love to her feels like the most right thing in the world.
I'm definitely recording that tape.