My husband. I was single and fiercely independent for so long, that it's taken me a while to get used to the idea that there's this person in my life. Who loves and supports me. A lot.

I spent the better part of Monday having some medical tests done. Because I didn't really need DH to go with me, I had to convince myself that it was okay to want him there for support (what a novel idea, huh?). My tests in total didn't actually take that long, so we otherwise just got to spend some quality time together.

It was a lovely day.