And, on another note…

Since the last post was getting way too long, I will say it here: my husband is a rock star. I always knew we were a good team, after all, we’ve proved it time and time again. But, getting those reminders always feels really good and there’s no better time to be tested than when something frightening happens.

Whether it was the way he knew to call me only seconds after I decided to turn my car around and go to the doctor, how he sat calmly next to me during each and every test without ever letting on that he was as scared as I was, or his way of fighting back against my stubbornness and arguing with me to slow down and take care better care of both of us – he’s a champ.

He’s my hero and my rock and I don’t know what I’d do without him.


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