04/22/2023
23 years ago, I was headed with my crew, to the beauty shop in Salemburg for us all to get our hair did. We had a full day planned and it went off without a single hitch…. except tor Jimmy and me getting hitched. Many’s the the time I considered myself a saint for weathering his health problems … numerous heart attacks, open heart surgery, subsequent carbs & stents. However, these past almost 3 years, have shown me that even weathering two very high risk pregnancies snd raising 2 awesome kiddos, I had the easier job. Push came a’shovin’ and Jimmy has been and continues to be by my side to pick me up and cheer me on every single time my 🍑 was *and IS* getting kicked. Helping me these days is a thankless job, my temper is worse, my fuse is shorter, and my snark is sharper than ever…and my memory is shorter so i don’t always remember to s**u with the 🤬rudeness and just say thank you.
Jimmy and I had a 💙conversation because I don’t say the words often. I’ve always felt that the overuse of “I love you” causes it to lose meaning. Too, I feel conspicuous and awkward. It feels forced, hence insincere…. So our love language is our being there… everyday. Not *even* during the difficult times, but ESPECIALLY, during these darkest of days….
Thank you Jimmy and I promise that I will still call 911 for you. Even if i’m pi**ed off, I will not even tarry.