May 2nd, 2012:

There are some days (once in a while), when Spider is away at work that I start to feel myself getting into a deep funk. I start to feel really depressed and down on myself. I feel like everything I try to do in life fucks up, and I feel like I’m worthless, and no matter what I do, all day long I have that crying sad feeling. Then, right around 7:45 p.m., Frappy gets out of his favorite chair and heads to the back door, his tail starting to wag, and thirty  seconds later, I hear the car drive up, and then I hear the garage door open, and now Frappy’s tail is going crazy, and then it seems like the whole world stops for a atom of a second. Boom! The door swings open and in walks Spider, and Frappy is jumping up and down, and Spider reaches out and pets Frappy’s head and says – “Hey Buddy! How’s my little guy doing?” Then, Spider looks up at me and says – “Hi Babe” and all of a sudden, I’m okay. All my bullshit and sadness melts away. Everything is gonna be alright. Spider is home and everything is gonna be alright.

Spider is my rock, and I feel safe in his arms, and I can’t imagine being in this world without him. Seriously, I don’t think I could survive without him.