my better (or worse) half

Thanks to Josh for saving the day! The only person I wanted to talk to yesterday came home early and dropped by the flower shop on his way. The lady asked what it was for as she tried to help him decide what to put in the boquet. "Is it for a birthday?" "No..." "Anniversary?" "Nope..." Awkward silence. "Just a bad day, I guess." "Oh, I get it." She probably thought she was making up something for an unfaithful husband as he tries to make amends.

Josh won't really let me talk to people about how he is doing, so I thought I would write it up for all our friends and any random reader. Kidding. I won't give details. But we have been talking about how this has worked for us this last month. If I am down he automatically kicks in to hopeful/helpful/happy mode, and if he's down I have to be the opposite too. Moods change daily and even hourly, but one of us is usually okay. Lately he has been the okay one (as my last post might suggest).

At first, I was all hope and faith, while he had a harder time. This surprised me, as last diagnosis he was never doubting.

When he was so sad I tried to figure it out. "What is it that is bothering you? Is it the financial aspect of it all? Is it that I will gone for treatments, or sick all the time, and you will have to take care of everything like last time? Is it the possibility of being a single dad? Raising these kids by yourself? Alone every night when the kids are asleep by 9?"

The perfect answer? "No. I'm not worried about any of those things. I can handle all that. It's just the thought of you leaving."

Holy Luck of America, I got a good one!