JD is going through a rough patch right now. And tonight I told him not
to worry, that’d I have his back for as long as possible. Whatever I could do to make it easier…
He scoffed, of course, said everything was ok. Evrything is not ok, but that is ok. Everything doesn’t always have to be ok. Everything doesn’t always have to be fine.
And the truth is I owe him. For almost three years he kept me anchored somewhere off the coast of Sanityland. I’m really good at smiling and pretending to get along. But most folks dont have to live with me. He did. He held up friendships when I couldn’t. He managed the money when I couldn’t. He took care of Bean when I couldn’t AND made it possible for me to not dread caring for her.
He doesn’t think I noticed. For a long time he was right. He was extraordinary. I’ve got his back.