Rockford and I took the weekend off. Poppy had a big sleepover with “Bompa” (her collective name for Rockford’s parents), and we slept in, had breakfast in bed, read the newspaper, window-shopped, bought fancy chocolate truffles and watched three movies in one day. It was a wonderful start to Year Seven.

It’s so easy to lose sight of each other in the day-to-day. This weekend helped me remember that Rockford isn’t just Poppy’s Daddy or my partner in housekeeping or the guy who pays the bills. He’s my best friend.

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