The Father's Day post that almost didn't get written
My husband knows that I love him in an almost obscene way. He gets that I get stressed, that I get tired and that I try to make things perfect even when they are crumbling around me. The reason why I love him is that he hardly ever loses his cool about the little things. That's why even though its 6:36 in the evening on Father's Day, he will appreciate this post anyway . . .