When we knew my aunt was dying from cancer and there was no stopping it, we drew up all these plans for the time we had left. There wasn’t time enough because the cancer took her faster than we realized. We all wanted more time with her where she was still herself and could do things. I’m crying a little bit writing…

Also, take care of yourselves everyone.

‘Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never…

No shit. After reading that essay I thought to myself: “Wow, I really suck compared to this guy.”

Blech. That essay ruined me. My wife and I are librarians. Amy is the author of two of her favorite children’s books: Little Pea and Exclamation Mark. Highly recommend all of her work if you have kids. Scratch that, I recommend them even if you don’t.

I was wondering why her name sounded so familiar. My fiance bought me her wedding planning book this year for Christmas since we recently got engaged. Excuse me while I go sob myself into some kind of catatonic state. Her love story is ending, mine is beginning, the world is not fair and cancer sucks so so so so so so…

Those shoes are too big to fill, Amy. You are a lucky woman, and he’s a lucky man.

Oh my God..............................................................................................................

I’m sat hugging my cat, sobbing my heart out. The cat is not impressed.

I’ve never felt so incompetent as a partner, I wish my marriage was 10% as good as Amy and Jason’s.

I like the way you Roli.

I’m home sick today and foolishly thought I had it bad and was upset that I have this head cold.

Its really dusty in my office too all of a sudden.

Well fuck the office, I’m going home.

Great now I’m sobbing on the bus.

AWESOME. I was hoping that at some point today I could ruin my flawless makeup by weeping at work, where I sit at the reception desk of a busy office. Thank you.

Wow.

Is it bizarre that I am 45 (and was married 15 years) and have never had that? Sad in so many ways but happy that they found something so elusive and held on to it for as long as they could.

I’d give anything, everything. to have a romantic partner who feels that way about me. I’ve never made it past three dates, so the idea that one person could see me and *KNOW* she wants to marry me, it just beyond conception.

God.