Which goes to show me why I married him in the first place. I really can talk about anything with him, even the hard things, and even if he doesn't have the same experiences, it's just useful to be able to bring things into the light with him and have him listen, never judge, and, best of all, he doesn't make sympathy noises when he really can't know what it's like. He just listens, and that may be the best thing of all.
Okay. I might sometimes feel alone, but I'm not, not really.
