Have a mentioned lately how much my husband (I think that's the first time I've typed that word in refrence to myself...I like it!) means to me? Just when I think a situation is hopeless he brightens my outlook in the most unexpected ways.
In Drew's lifetime he's dealt with all sorts of "crazy" so I would consider him an expert of sorts, based totally on first hand experience. My alarm went off this morning and as I was sluggishly rolling out of bed he reaches over grabs my hand and sleepily says, "Some types of crazy we'll never understand.
I'm crazy about you, you're crazy about me, and we're both crazy about Andrew. And that's all that matters."
And he's right.
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