It's been a rough week. I broke two toes, had my implant removed (with somewhat ferocious forcep skills) and got an IUD all within two days before starting a new full-time job. Jack did not hesitate to take all my shifts, cook me food non stop (or run to the store for extra gauze), and make me feel nothing short of wholly loved.
Whether it's wrapping my stitches or making stunning curried chicken, he has stepped up beyond what I could have reasonably asked, all while working his own full time schedule. He never complains, either- just continues to make me giggle when I feel more like wincing.
Sometimes it's hard to live so far from my family, but lately it's been nice to have my family at home, at the end of the day when the moon is a sliver and fits neatly into the power line stripes. Even if it's just us, Paul and Ellie, this week has permanently changed my conceptions of family and adulthood. It's a time of making it through together, and I couldn't be more thankful.
I love you, Jack. You're a wonderful human. This is probably longer and more of a post than what you thought when you said you'd like a picture from dinner last night, but what can I do? You've knocked my socks off.
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