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I'm going to get personal for a second here:

My husband had surgery this morning, and I am just so damn grateful he's alive.

It wasn't anything extreme, but it was under full anesthesia, and there are few feelings that hit me harder than seeing someone I love being wheeled away into surgery looking completely vulnerable.

I'm wiped out and signing off for the night, but I hope I passed some of my relief-joy on to all of you.