Its all Relative

Over the past week, Jeremy and I have spent a lot of quality time. Nothing special; just living together, without some expiration date in the near future looming over our heads. Its been GREAT. I have had "pinch me" moments all week. More on that later.

Yesterday I was telling him that some days, it is very difficult it is being a dentist because of how I often have to deliver bad news: "No, mom, we can't save your daughter's front baby teeth" or, "Sorry, dad, he needs 4 or 5 silver caps."

Then Jeremy countered with, "Kara, have you ever had to tell one of your parents that their best option was to go to prison?"

Its all relative, I guess. Which is why we should never, ever complain about anything.