my husband

[roxy]

I was watching Walking Dead earlier and a scene made me scream my brains out and cry, like, totally, completely--screaming, crying, snot and tears and gasping for breath. He came running out of the back room, and even after he found out why I was crying, hugged me and rubbed my head and kissed me all over--assured me that I wasn't an idiot and I had a right to be sad.

How the fuck did I get so lucky?

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[nomango.livejournal.com]

Hugs. My mum was depressed one morning, first thing she said to my dad was "Poirot died" - because she'd been reading Agatha Christie the previous night and it was the end of Hercule Poirot - and my dad was hugging and commiserating. It was terribly sweet. You are all very lucky people.

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

It's a pretty good deal to luck on to someone who gets it, that's for sure. :)