You just texted and apologized for ruining our day. I want you to know that you did not. If every single day we share together was like today, I would die a very happy man.

I don't mean to discard or ignore your feelings. I'm sorry you feel that way, but it is valid to feel differently than I do. I simply want to tell you about the same day shared, but from another perspective.

You started the day telling me you woke up meh. You've told me before that if you wake up meh or worse, then you're like that the whole day, so I was prepared for you to have a rough day today.

Then I took off towards the pharmacy and said I felt like an asshole for doing something I needed to. You told me I wasn't one, and started healing *yet another* wound that you didn't cause.

I got home, and we laughed together while changing things around in Palia.

Then you didn't feel up to Palia anymore, and I thought you were done for the day talking. You weren't. We stayed on the phone for another couple hours.

You showed me dedication, right there, to trying your hardest to feel good without faking like you felt good to me. That means I get to see the real you, even when you aren't happy about how you're feeling. Which is not only what I want but makes me feel good because I know that if you aren't faking that, you won't fake other things.

Then, as per usual, you continue to impress me throughout the day. Your hilarious immaturity at times, your wisdom at others. Your insane, almost unfair, amounts of wisdom and parenting.

Then, the biggest compliment I've ever received in my life: you plan to have a kid again, and brought it up multiple times. With me.

The only reason I've stopped smiling today is because I took a nap. Outside of that, I've been super happy. Selfish, sure, but happy.

You definitely didn't ruin anything. You may not have felt good today, but I still cherish every minute we spent together. Hopefully I'll get better at helping you feel better when this happens.

I love you, beautiful.