When your furnace breaks, making for a cold Christmas; when a water pipe bursts and floods your living room, and when, while ironing, a circuit breaker gives up the ghost; when you're stressed contemplating match day and feeling like the future is especially arbitrary; when your car's transmission bids adieu; when, after all these things, your laptop breaks and you have to still think about the hemorrhaging of money because all these happened in a month; when you are feeling the sorrows of those passing away and those wasting within from cancer... Sometimes you must surrender control.
I am no Job. I suffer magnitudes of grief less than the truly stricken and poor. These things are a refocusing of sorts. A reminder. And if there is still so much joy, well, then you've at least married the right person.
I love you so much.
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