Have you ever wondered how you could be so lucky?
Some days are just bad days, but bad days do not make for bad weeks. Today was a bad day, for both me and the one currently snoozing hard in the bedroom several feet from me. In different ways, for different reasons--even while apart--we managed to have bad days or just bad moments in our day overall. While I was beyond happy to come home and have my day off tomorrow, when I came home I could not have predicted that the one waiting for me had a horrible day and needed more comfort than me.
Which is why I'm lucky. Because we have each other when the going gets tough, and to remind each other that when you wake up the next day it'll be a fresh start. Best of all, he'll be there when I wake up tomorrow, too. I just hope I'm some sort of comfort to that snoring man when he wakes.