Hey Neddy, you got the love I needmaybe more than enoughOh darling, darling, darlingWalk a while with meYou got so much, so much...
Over the Hills and Far Away, Led Zep (and me)That is what I ran to this morning. Thinking about Ned. So special. Golden, commanding, quiet, brilliant. Loyal, true, like a fairy tale prince. I was thinking, how is it that love lasts? Given all the mistakes and human ugliness? I hear so much about how it fades. You merely coexist. For the sake of continuity, for the sake of the kids. For something else. But I feel so, so, so grateful that for us it is not like that. Sometimes I cannot believe the blessings in my life.
(Knock wood).
It is my turn to help him. I want his birthday to be great, fun, exciting, peaceful, whatever he truly wants. I want his Father's Day to be fantastic, because he is such an amazing father. But those events always coincide, and are also the same days as Nat's State Games. How do I make each celebration really count for him? How can I make him as filled up with me as I am with him?