Being totally honest with what has got to me that day. I'm lucky that I have a husband that is so completely supportive and in tune with me. He doesn't always know how to help but he makes me genuinely laugh, he makes
me look at what I can control and what I can't, he makes me see that not everything is of 'life and death' status and is a great shoulder when the 'it makes no sense'
tears start to flow. Sadly I don't believe in God, but I do feel truly blessed to have him and just thinking of that can help lift my day when it is all going wrong. We have been together for 13 years and married for 6 - and I still get those elated feelings like we just met, not every day, but it is there.
He is the 'sense' in my crazy little world and that keeps me going because I would do anything for him. I suppose it is like that for people that have kids - you have a bond that you will fight to the death to protect.