Good news

You get some great, amazingly fantastic news. What’s the first thing you do?

You share it with the one you love. Right?

After that “point of pain,” I also need to share something wonderful.

Shortly after we got Burt’s diagnosis, I was rummaging through a closet and found some of the extravagantly sentimental cards Burt had given me over the years. I burst into tears.

He was so confused at that point in our journey that I was sure I would never get another birthday or Valentines greeting from him again.

The contrarian proved me wrong.

He sent his aide to buy me a card, and it was as sentimental as any of the ones I received in the past.

Also, he had enjoyed his surprise birthday party so much that he insisted I give myself one as well.

We’re about to see how that goes.

Every day is different.