A very good -- and very busy -- day today. We've been at the ballfield working since 7 a.m. -- just got home. Marvin's team (nine- and ten-year-olds) won both of their games -- 23 to 1 in the first game and 16 to 1 in the second game. I took some pictures, and I'll have to post them.
Marvin can see you are hurting and so he is trying extra hard to make things look bright. You need to let it go and just look for the next call.
Marvin doesn't need to try and cheer you up too.
I'm so sorry this happened but Marvin has the right attitude and I know you just come on here to vent. I know you probably put a smile on in front of Marvin.
Rerun, you're right -- IHD is my place to vent. In front of Marvin, I put on a "happy, cheery, it-will-be-alright face" and go right on with him. Marvin doesn't cheer me up; I fake it in front of him when something like this happens. Although when we got the news Thursday afternoon, he did look at me and say, "You can cry if you want to." But, I didn't. He rarely sees me cry; I do all of my crying in the shower.