So your guy didn't take the trash out? Big deal. He's a little whiny? Whatever, you're probably…

So your guy didn't take the trash out? Big deal. He's a little whiny? Whatever, you're probably worse. Plays the game too much? Learn to play with him or find a hobby yourself. The love of my life, my soul mate, feel ill last night. His BP skyrocketed. When they rushed him back, I wasn't allowed to go. Everybody kept telling me don't cry, calm down, he'll be fine. And as he lay there not knowing what would happen, I could hear him saying "let me see my Taye. Bring her to me." His nurse gave me this when they got him sedated. The love of my life, in this gurney.

...he is better this morning. His heart was already under some strain from losing his brother last week, along with the stress of almost not getting to keep our nieces and nephews. Their mother decided to try to extort money. This is the result--a broken heart. (We still have them. All together, all safe.)

NEVER underestimate the power of #gratitude. I'm looking forward to him forgetting to take out the trash, sleeping through his alarm, and leaving the empty milk carton in the fridge. Annoying? Yah. Definitely. But it means he is still with me.