My son looks at me with this expression of total joy, total excitement, total wonderment, and I think, why is this not enough?
H has said, exactly, "this is enough" in recent days. And it is. But it isn't.
In other words, I'm fine. I have one son, one husband, one cat and no job. Could be better, could be worse, but right now it's enough. But it isn't.
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I agree. We are in treatments again, and I feel exactly the way you do.
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