“Chin up, buttercup. You got this.” Once again, he visits as I’m getting ready for the day. We’ll need to talk about that at some point. But not today.

“News flash. Sometimes I don’t want to ‘ Chin up, buttercup.’, no offense.”

“I know, and that’s okay. Rage and cry if you need to. Do whatever the hell you need to to feel better. I’m just here to say it’s all going to be okay.”

“How do you know it’s all going to be okay?”

“Um, heellloooo?!”

“Oh. Yeah. Duh. Sorry.” and we laugh through tears together.

“I’m still proud of my team.”

“I’m still proud of you.”