This morning, S made a good point about happiness, our happiness. It's not something to rub in people's faces, but people may be jealous, like people saying to S, "Talking to your girlfriend again?" when he's on the phone with me. Or his female coworker on trail who said, "If I had somebody I could talk to for three hours, I would marry them." I guess that's the idea. I'm incredibly happy, feel awesomely blessed, and it's not a contest with anyone. It's just my life, my love.
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