Instead of our usual Kindle reading at bedtime, MT and I were snuggling up to each other, exhausted from our respective days. Tired from the worries of the world and annoyances at work, it felt so calm and peaceful to be still and quiet in our togetherness.
After a few minutes, MT said sweetly, "My favorite part of the day is coming home to you."
I don't know why, but I responded, "My favorite is lunch."
We then proceeded to giggle uncontrollably for the next ten minutes. It was a laugh that we both needed--a reminder that there is joy and goodness during the darkest of times.
It's great to be married to your buddy who likes to laugh as much as you do.