Yesterday, Sam texted me an idea for my blog.

“I love you and want all of your dreams to come true,” he said.

Then I got the warm and fuzzies, as one does when her partner says something like that.

So I responded, “I love you. I’m so grateful that you support my dreams.”

Except I accidentally typed, “I’m so grateful that you support my drama.”

I laughed and blamed my phone. “Dreams. Thank you for supporting my DREAMS, not my drama.”

Sam, being Sam, responded, “Your phone is smarter than you think.”

Then I landed back on Earth.

Supportive sass pots.

May we know them. May we love them. May they brighten our worlds for all our days.