I’m going to break my own rule and gush a little about Jim. Without going into too many details, the past five or six days have been pretty difficult for me. A family member died and I was left feeling… I don’t know, sad? Indifferent? Sad about feeling indifferent? Suffice it to say it’s nothing anyone would need to offer me condolences over as this person made the majority of my childhood a living hell. Still, there’s been a weird sense of anticipating some sort of closure and instead just feeling a void.

And Jim’s done a great job as factotum caregiver during this time. He took care of the kiddos, got me up, got me laughing, reminded me to keep things in perspective, and when I couldn’t do that… he held my hand while I cried. I don’t often talk about our relationship unless it’s in a joking manner, primarily because I think it’s something that’s sweet and special and just for us, but he’s been really great.

So here’s to time, returning perspective & lots of love to get you through the rough patches…

On this day..

• Teenagers, gotta love 'em. - 2007