A few weeks ago I mentioned to Grant that I felt like we needed to refocus on our relationship and spend some quality time. He had been very busy and pulled in a thousand directions and so had I. He agreed and with gratitude said that I was like the canary used in coal mines. The canary detected harmful levels of methane or carbon monoxide. Sadly, the super-sensitive canary died when things got too toxic. Thankfully at that point the level wasn’t deadly for the humans…yet. I thought the connection he made was nice. I thought Grant’s willingness to make changes even nicer. The fact that I don’t die when things get a little busy, I thought the nicest of all.
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