Sharing the Cake

Just so you folks don't think I've lost all hope...here's a little something.

Amidst my long days with my horrid boss, my sometimes half-hearted attempt at a comedy career, and the many demands that are made of me each and every day, there’s a little light at the end of that oh so large and busy tunnel:

There’s someone there who always puts a smile on my face.
And I just wanted to say thank you.

I’ve been on an emotional rollercoaster for a while, sometimes due to this person, often times not. But even when we’re angry, he can still make me laugh. And that’s a rare gift indeed. When I feel like crying, he’s there. When I feel like talking, he’s there. And when I feel like I just want the world to stop and let me off, there he is again. A good friend, but more than that, and hard to define, so I won't.

Thank you. Yes, you say that I tell you that too often, but I hope you truly know how much I appreciate you. Knowing that you're there makes all the bad stuff seem like a piece of cake.

Mmm. Cake. Chocolate is my favorite. Thanks for that too. :-)

(Jenn's feeling sappy today. Take cover.)