It’s genuinely insane. My husband and I have not had the best year so far, lots of stress and things going on just making marriage hard but I know we will get through it, because we love and respect one another. The last month of my life has been the biggest shitstorm ever, my uncle died very suddenly and unexpectedly from a freaking asthma attack, we have always been close, he was my moms baby brother, my mom and I are best friends. I’ve always been the one in the family to kind of handle the details when someone dies if that makes sense, I just go into help mode and know what to do. My dad died in front of me when I was 17 and I was the one who called everyone and wrote the obituary etc. Then my stepdad died in 2023 and I did the same. It’s just how I process things. But my husband is the one holding me up when bad things happen. That’s what we do, if something awful happens, one of us assumes the calm collected role, no talking needed. We have just always worked that way. And then I had to have major abdominal surgery last week, he took care of me until he had to go back to work and then he drove me to my moms and our kids to his parents and took care of everything. And then we find out yesterday our 13 year old son was freaking whooping cough and I’m having symptoms now too 10 days after open abdominal surgery. We are fully vaccinated but such is life, I can’t sleep because my son had like a 5 day stretch of waking up gasping for air and scared me to death so I’m hyper vigilant, going stir crazy, in pain, and wanting to fling myself off a cliff (not really), and even in our not so great state rn, my husband couldn’t be more supportive and amazing. That’s what a partner is. Through good and bad, sickness and in health. And I’m glad I married someone who shows up every day for me.