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the magic begins 01: favourite character
      ↳ Minerva McGonagall

     “[Voldemort] can punish them. Couple of kids more or less, what’s the difference?”

     “Only the difference between truth and lies, courage and cowardice,” said Professor McGonagall, who had turned very pale. “A difference, in short, which you and your sister seem unable to appreciate. But let me make one thing very clear. You are not going to pass off your many ineptitudes on the students of Hogwarts. I shall not permit it.”

Just because someone is generous doesn't mean you can take advantage of them.

Background: both my parents are ophthalmologists (eye surgeon) and they practice at a private clinic together. To comply with rule #6 I won’t mention in which country this takes place but keep in mind this isn’t in the states or Canada.

Five years ago my parents took over a private clinic. The doctor that was practicing there previously had treated his nurses horribly (e.g., yelling and throwing things at the nurses when they make a mistake, calling them all sorts of awful names even in front of patients). However, my parents are not the kind of people who can do that.

So when my parents took over the clinic, they gave the nurses a raise, were flexible with their schedule, and treated them humanely. Not to generalize an entire country but for an employer to treat their employees with kindness is not very common here.

Here’s where the problem started. The nurses, instead of appreciating my parents’ generosity, they thought it would be okay to try and take advantage of this situation. They would show up late, come up with excuses to skip their shift and complain when my parents don’t pay them for their personal days, and they would talk down to my parents.

My parents never tolerated this kind of behaviour in the first place. Whenever the nurses behaved like this, they would sit them down and remind them that they should be treating my parents with respect not only because my parents are their superior but because they’re all adults. They would behave well for a few months and then the same thing would happen again. My parents have already replaced two of them so it’s not like they’re under the illusion that they have job security.

*Soapbox alert*: What bothers me most is that these nurses behaved perfectly well when they were being treated like animals by the previous doctor. And I would be more understanding if they were young but these nurses are in their mid-forties to mid-fifties.

Anyway, August is when most businesses take their summer vacation which basically means employees get a three or four day weekend but very rarely more than four. And surprise surprise, one of the nurses last week were complaining about not receiving a six-day-long paid vacation. She’s claiming that’s how much nurses receive at other clinics (which they don’t) and that it’s illegal for my parents to not allow them to do so (it’s not). And it’s not like we’re prohibiting her from using up her personal days to extend her long weekend.

I think that was the last straw for my mother. She spoke to our lawyer to double check what we’re allowed to do. Here’s a rough translation of what my mom said to that nurse yesterday in front of all the other nurses:

“We pay you above average for a private clinic nurse and we’ve been more than reasonable to your complaints and requests. There’s nothing else I can do to make the work environment here any safer and more peaceful. Despite never having done anything illegal nor violating any part of our contract, you think it’s appropriate to act like we’re taking advantage of you? Fine, let’s play by the ‘law’.”

  • Her contract needs to be renewed at the end of September. Her pay will be decreased to the legally required minimum wage.
  • The premium healthcare we provide for our employees that we’re not legally obligated to pay for? Her’s will be reduced to the basic plan.
  • Nurses are paid by the hour and there’s no minimum number of hours legally required in the contract so we already cut her shifts by half.

The workforce in this country is incredibly competitive so given her age, it is very unlikely she’ll be able to find another job as a nurse. Even if she did, she would have to leave my parents on good terms; as in she can’t badmouth us or cause chaos right before quitting otherwise her license could easily be taken away and all it takes is for my parents to blacklist her in the doctors’ association and no doctor in this country will ever hire her.

Her husband owns a construction firm that does pretty well so it’s not like the contract revisions will put her family out in the streets or anything. Still, I know this kind of makes us look like monsters but my parents rarely take such drastic measures. As their child, it was super satisfying to see them finally defend themselves.

(There are multiple updates from the author)

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goddesssword  asked:

Hey, I know you've probably been flooded with asks like these, but I wanted to say it's cool to see how far you've come since My Immortal. Everyone starts somewhere, but not all of us get as far as you. So I guess thanks for inspiring me to keep pushing forward with my own projects~ Out of curiosity, is there any particular book of yours you'd suggest for someone just finding your stuff now, and anywhere in particular to buy them? I'd love to check them out sometime! Thanks and keep being cool ❤

Thank you very much.  A lot of people have been saying things like this, and the only thing I can keep repeating is NEVER GIVE UP.  It doesn’t matter who tells you should.  There are 7 billion people in the world.  Statistically, someone is going to want to hear what you have to say.  The only challenge is finding them.

Books?  Hm…  Well, it’s been leaked already, so I’d appreciate it if everyone checked out Under the Same Stars, which is supposed to come out in spring but the pub date isn’t set in stone (I guess I’ll update everyone when I know).  The book deals at least partially with when and where and why I wrote My Immortal and who Raven really is.

As for present books, a lot of them were written during a depressive stage, so be careful.  If you want to read something wholesome that won’t put you in a dark place, I guess maybe the first Gives Light book?  It’s kind of innocent, and I still get thank you notes for it.  Or Shanghaied, which was an exercise in figuring out how silly I could be without losing the plot.  Yeah, now that I think about it, I can promise you all of the books in Shanghaied’s series are supposed to have happy endings.

Disney Lyric Starters
  • [ Classic, modern, golden days, you name it, i got it. Feel free to change pronouns etc. Also this is a looong post]:
  • "Some day, my prince will come."
  • "Some day, we'll meet again."
  • "Some day when spring is here, we'll find our love anew."
  • "And soon you'll find you're dancing to the tune."
  • "There isn't any let up. I hear them calling, calling."
  • "Every time she/he'd find a minute, that's the time that they begin it."
  • "They always keep her/him hopping."
  • "She/He goes around in circles till she/he's very, very dizzy."
  • "They have stars in their eyes."
  • "Side by side with your loved one, you'll find enchantment here."
  • "The night will weave its magic spell when the one you love is near."
  • "This is the night, and the heavens are right."
  • "Look at this stuff, isn't it neat?"
  • "Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?"
  • "How many wonders can one cavern hold?"
  • "I want to be where the people are."
  • "I want to see, want to see 'em dancing."
  • "Flipping your fins, you don't get too far."
  • "What would I pay to spend a day warm on the sand?"
  • "Sick of swimming. Ready to stand."
  • "And I'm ready to know what the people know."
  • "When's it my turn?"
  • "I can see what's happening, and they don't have a clue."
  • "With all this romantic atmosphere, disaster's in the air."
  • "She'd turn away from me."
  • "He's holding back. He's hiding."
  • "Why won't he be the king I know he is, the king I see inside?"
  • "Love is where they are."
  • "If there's a prize for rotten judgement, I guess I've already won that."
  • "No man is worth the aggravation."
  • "Honey, we can see right through you."
  • "It's too cliche. I won't say I'm in love."
  • "I thought my heart had learned its lesson."
  • "You keep on denying who you are and how you're feeling."
  • "Get off my case. I won't say it!"
  • "I steal only what I can't afford."
  • "These guys don't appreciate I'm broke."
  • "I can take a hint, gotta face the facts. You're my only friend."
  • "I'd blame parents except he hasn't got 'em."
  • "Tell you all about it when I got the time!"
  • "I think I'll take a stroll around the block."
  • "Let's not be too hasty."
  • "They're quick, but I'm much faster."
  • "Barely even friends, then somebody bends unexpectedly."
  • "Both a little scared, neither one prepared."
  • "Finding you can change, learning you were wrong."
  • "Certain as the sun rising in the east."
  • "There's something sweet and almost kind."
  • "I wonder why I didn't see it there before."
  • "Who'd have ever thought that this could be?"
  • "True he's no "Prince Charming"..."
  • "Who'd have guessed they'd come together on their own?"
  • "We'll wait and see a few days more."
  • "What I love most about rivers is you can't step in the same river twice."
  • "To be safe, we lose our chance of knowing."
  • "Can I ignore that sound of distant drumming?"
  • "Is all my dreaming at an end?"
  • "For a long time we've been marching off to battle."
  • "Our aching feet aren't easy to ignore."
  • "Think of instead, a girl worth fighting for."
  • "I want her paler than the moon with eyes that shine like stars."
  • "It all depends on what she cooks like."
  • "Bet the local girls thought you were quite the charmer."
  • "Yet the only girl who'd love him is his mother."
  • "Whatever you do, I'll do it, too."
  • "Show me everything, and tell me how."
  • "It all means something, yet nothing to me."
  • "It's all so close, and yet so far."
  • "I wanna know. Can you show me?"
  • "I wanna know about these strangers like me."
  • "Why do I have this growing need to be beside her?"
  • "Come with me now to see my world."
  • "Don't you disrespect me, little man!"
  • "You're in my world now, not your world."
  • "And I got friends on the other side."
  • "Sit down on my table, put your minds at ease."
  • "I can read your future. I can change it around some, too."
  • "You come from two long lines of royalty."
  • "I'm a royal myself on my mother's side."
  • "Your lifestyle's high, but your funds are low."
  • "Mom and dad cut you off, huh, playboy?"
  • "You've been pushed around all your life."
  • "Won't you shake the poor sinner's hand?"
  • "I hope you're satisfied, but if you ain't, don't blame me!"
  • "All that time never even knowing just how blind I've been."
  • "At last I see the light, and it's like the fog has lifted."
  • "If she/he's here, it's crystal clear I'm where I'm meant to go."
  • "All at once everything is different now that I see you."
  • "Come on, let's go and play!"
  • "I never see you anymore."
  • "We used to be best buddies, and now we're not."
  • "I've started talking to the pictures on the walls."
  • "It gets a little lonely, all these empty rooms."
  • "People are asking where you've been."
  • "They say "Have courage," and I'm trying to."
  • "We only have each other."
  • "It's just you and me. What are we gonna do?"
  • "Okay, can I just say something crazy?"
  • "I love crazy."
  • "I've been searching my whole life to find my own place."
  • "I've never met someone who thinks so much like me."
  • "Say goodbye to the pain of the past."
  • "We don't have to feel it anymore."
  • "Can I say something even crazier?"
  • "I've been staring at the edge of the water for as long as I can remember."
  • "Every road leads back to the place I know where I cannot go."
  • "It calls me, and no one knows how far it goes."
  • "I can lead with pride. I can make us strong."
  • "I'll be satisfied if I play along."
  • "What is wrong with me?"
  • "But no one knows how deep it goes."
  • "If the wind on my sail on the sea stays behind me, one day I'll know how far I'll go."
  • "Now I know I can be happy as a clam because I'm beautiful, baby."
  • "Scrub the deck and make it look shiny."
  • "I just love free food."
  • "Ouch! What a terrible performance!"
  • "You don't swing it like you used to, man."
  • "Send your armies, but they'll never be enough."
  • "You try to be tough, but your armor's just not hard enough."

anonymous asked:

what's another embarrassing story you have?

Alright let’s talk about my last day of high school.

So like, my school had this program where seniors could actually leave school like a month and a half early and work as interns for people in the neighborhood or something (Senior Study? Community Study? I forget what it was called). Most people did it because, hey, getting out of school early AND if you did it you didn’t have to take final exams- but some people chose not to and some couldn’t do it. I couldn’t do it because, I think I had too many detentions (long story)? I don’t remember if that was the reasoning, but I didn’t actually wanna apply in the first place because the idea sounded lowkey terrifying to me at the time for whatever reason. So anyway, our grade had suddenly dropped from like hundreds of kids to like, maybe 15-20 something. So, naturally, everyone left had even more of  ‘Kings of the School/Senior Privilege’ attitudes than usual. We were mostly just dicking around at this point.

So basically, all the classes that were just seniors were like…anywhere from 2 to 5 people max. So the teachers kinda stopped paying attention too, and didn’t really even seem to realize who was there and who wasn’t. And high school was such an…exhausting time in my life that I was thrilled with this, I just wanted it to die already.

So we get to my final day, and I am relaxed to the max. All I had to worry about that day was my fifteen minute “Fault In Our Stars” play for Theater last period. I slept through most of my other classes, or texted my friends from other schools, or read, or ate candy. It was a great day. And after how tiring, stressful, and emotionally overwhelming high school had been, I was really loving this as my last day. I deserved this for my last day, you know? A nice, calm memory!

So, I’m in my forensics class, and it’s maybe 15 minutes to the bell but I was worried I might have had a chemical on my hand, so I asked to go to the bathroom. Mistake one: Not just waiting to go until after class. Mistake two: Leaving my phone in my bag instead of slipping it in my pocket.

So I go to the bathroom, it was like down two halls and on the corner kinda. I could see the doors that lead to the stairs on both ends, and the elevator, and the door to the upstairs gym from the entrance. I go in, wash my hands and I start to walk back out.

And the fucking alarm goes off.

Not the fire alarm, the “We have a gunman in the school” alarm. We were in full fucking lockdown.

Before I can even fucking react, All the doors are slammed closed. There’s a rule that teachers have to lock the door and cover it and not open it for anybody but the principal who knows a secret knock code, which I didn’t know. The doors to the stairways were closed, the gym was probably locked, and I wasn’t gonna risk an elevator. So I ran back into the deserted bathroom.

Now, here’s the thing- usually, when there’s a lockdown or a lockdown drill, comes over the loudspeaker and says whether it’s real or not, and if it’s a drill we’ll have been notified it was going to happen because the teachers tell us. My forensics teacher didn’t even give me a hall pass, so he clearly hadn’t been anticipating this. My school had only had an actual, real life lockdown once, and that ended up being a false alarm- it was right after Sandy Hook, someone looked on the grainy security camera to see some boys holding an umbrella like it was a gun, people panicked. Right now there was no announcement, just the alarms blaring, so I was freaking out.

And then I start fucking hearing someone pounding down the halls.

And I’m just like…not fucking today. I do not deal with all this bullshit just to die on my last God damn day of school. We are not doing this, Satan!

So some surge of need for survival that I’ve never experienced blasted through me, right? So I fucking run into one of the stalls, and brace my back against the wall, with one foot up on the toilet bowl and one foot on the paper dispenser, and my arms against the door and the far wall, so that when someone came in to see if people were in there, they looked under the doors and didn’t see any feet. The person eventually left but I didn’t get down because the alarm was still going.

I need you guys to understand how hard this was though. Like, first, I had to keep my head and neck at a painful angle so my hair wouldn’t be visible over the top of the stall. Also, I have like, a lot of back problems, and bad ankle, and shitty knees (I’m literally an 80 year old man), so to hold this position for 40 minutes as I ended up having to do was quite a fucking feet let me tell you.

And I was so fucking terrified while this was going on too. At this point I’m positive it’s not a drill, because those last 15 minutes tops. I didn’t have my phone on me so I couldn’t text anyone to see if they knew what was going on. Someone is still walking around and banging on doors, and I’m certain it’s not a police officer because wouldn’t they be talking???

And then all the sudden, the alarm shits off??? And the principal comes over and is like “Everything’s fine go to class” WITH NO GOD DAMN EXPLANATION, and I hear people moving through the halls and loudly freaking out about what just happened, and I am forced to come to terms with the fact my body has ceased up I literally can’t get out of this position. Oh my God.

Finally, after like ten minutes of using my one moveable leg to kick the wall in hopes of getting someone’s attention, some random girl comes in and hears me. She deadass had to climb under the stall and open the door to get it open before helping me down. She was cracking the fuck up the entire time and her friends who were using the other stalls were demanding to know what was going on like. Holy shit.

(side note: apparently it was a bomb threat but they ended up finding no evidence of anything in the school. Although, like? Wouldn’t you want to remove people from a building before looking for a bomb? Is that just me?)

So that was well and good, but then??? I guess she mentioned it to her older brother who was in my gov class??? Because next thing I know all the remaining seniors and some junior boys were going “YEAH JAVERTS A CHAMPION” and cracking up whenever they saw me that day. And like, I can appreciate the humor in it and was like “Oooh yeah I #SURVIVED” and all that but I was just. Cringing so hard the entire day. I only thought to respond to your ask with this story bc someone just messaged me about it on facebook. I’m never stepping inside a high school again omfg.

Mulan Was Korean?

Two of my co-workers are Asian, one being full blooded Korean (Y) and the other being Chinese-American (M). Y was making a drink for these two white ladies who wouldn’t stop complimenting her on her looks, and eventually one says “You’re a perfect image of Mulan! You should play her in a movie!” Y thanks them awkwardly, saying “I’m not Chinese though, but I appreciate it.” Just then M comes out from the back of the Kitchen and says “I’m Chinese though!” without having any context to the conversation. Queue white ladies stumbling over their words while they grab they’re drinks and run away. I guess you can only play Mulan if you’re skinny enough and wear makeup, but not if you’re actually Chinese?

Requested imagine •17 Monty

can you do a montgomery one shot where the reader is alex’s sister and he keeps telling her that monty will hurt her and she shouldn’t trust him but one day when bryce tries some stuff with her and makes her uncomfortable monty beats him up and alex realizes how much monty really cares for her and they all hang out together

“You absolutely cannot date Montgomery!” Your brother Alex shouted at you across the kitchen “and why not?” You protest folding your arms, you could see him getting madder “he’s no good! He’ll hurt you, maybe even physically! Don’t trust anything he says to you!” Alex ordered and you stormed to your room.

It’s been about a week since your argument with Alex and you were still giving him the silent treatment, you spotted Monty in the school hall and skipped up to him “hey baby, apparently we can’t date anymore” Monty said smirking at you with one arm loosely around your shoulder “ugh! Has Alex gotten to you too?” You groaned and he laughed “yep, I recall I’m bad news and I’ll probably beat you in my sleep” he chuckled “I’ll handle it don’t worry” you reassured him, giving him a kiss and then going to class.

“Come on y/n Monty doesn’t have to know” Bryce slurred as he cornered you at Jessica’s party “go away Bryce” you said sternly trying to push him, he didn’t budge though “my boyfriend and my brother are here do you really think I’m vulnerable!?” You shouted at him as he tried to undo your top button, suddenly he was on the floor, Monty on top of him hitting him over and over again on the face till he was nearly blacked out “that’s enough!” Zach shouted pulling Monty up. You glanced at Alex who had a tiny smile on his face.

Monty lifted you over his shoulder and took you to a quieter room and sat you down “are you okay? I’m sorry I should never have let it happen I only went to piss and it all happened so fast” Monty rambled on and on stroking your face “im oaky Monty, thank you for protecting me” you smiled up at him “yeah thanks Montgomery, I guess I can approve of your relationship” Alex winked and left the room. Both you and Monty Burst out laughing and lay on the floor cuddling “I appreciate your brother looking out for you, but he could never keep me away from you y/n” Monty whispered, rolling over and kissing you deeply.

He knows. But Ryder isn’t willing to share her good blessings.

Kitt Ryder: @littlewatty

I’ve been churning out so much Reyes and Ryder and I am only full of appreciation for those who really like it! I’m not used to drawing memelord Vidal though but maybe I’ll get used to that too. 

I have other favorite characters and couples lining up to be drawn, let’s see if anyone can guess who these are. 

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Whose Line Is It Anyway, Secret. S10E08
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I meant to only do 4 of these sets, but (as usual) I overdid it and ended up with 5 more GIFs than would fit in 4 posts. So here they are, the last batch of GIFs from Bill Wurtz’s history of the entire world, i guess - covering the technological age and the future. As before, these are free for you to do absolutely anything with. No need to credit me, though I would appreciate a like or a reblog if you enjoy these GIFs - because that’ll make me feel nice :) Thanks!

If you’ve missed any, they can all be found here. Tagging @notbillwurtz who has been a lovely soul and a great help in getting these seen by the folks they’re made for! Thank you for all the love you guys have shown <3 I am so happy so many people enjoyed these GIFs!

anonymous asked:

Hi, I saw your comment about the fandom getting smaller. Just letting you know that I actually discovered Hannibal only last January, I've seen it 2x now, bought the blurays, even got a friend hooked. Though the fandom may get smaller, there're always ppl like myself who discover Hannibal anew. So don't lose hope, keep doing what you're doing, I greatly appreciate all your work to keep the ship afloat. Thank you! P.S. If I can wait 3 yrs for Sherlock, I can do the same for Hannibal (ง'̀-'́)ง

I needed this kind of positivity ^___^!

anonymous asked:

Hey I looove your art and I wanted to give an honest opinion of the way you draw jawlines: the fact that the jawline goes all the way to the ear with no breaks makes it look like the face is a separate article from the neck/ rest of the body. You could add some gaps between the jaw and the ear. I'm sorry if this came off as rude but I think it'd honestly make your art look nicer. No offense intended.

i know what u mean but i do have breaks

its just that i do it when i feel like i should but just an fyi for future asks i recieve, i dont like criticism from people i dont know. i dont know your skill level or if you even draw. i only accept criticism from artists and artist friends. i appreciate the help but from all the messages i get from my tumblr, instagram, youtube, and all that you can probably guess i get a lot of people telling me, not suggesting, but telling me how i should draw and sometimes when i go to their page, they’re at a skill level i was when i was like 9. this isnt to offend new artists but people who dont draw or just started really have no place telling me what to do. its just a pet peeve of mine when this happens cause i have no idea what art level you are or what medium you use if you do art and i cant take this advice since i dont know who its coming from. i hope this makes sense.

I would also like to record here that my mother-in-law who is an absolute doll and who honestly I often enjoy and appreciate more than my own mother who can be a handful, was so cute tonight and served me dinner first and told my husband, her only son mind you, that I am her only daughter-in-law and therefore I was deserving of special attention. That was super fucking nice and if the shoe was on the other foot and the Italian side of things was in charge of that moment you can bet your ass that would not have happened. I don’t really have a point with this except I guess in the in-law department I’m really lucky.

Dramione Love Letter

Hermione,

Happy 20 years anniversary, Love! Had a hard time believing waking up this morning and noticing its been 20 years! If someone said we’d been like this in our first year at Hogwarts, I would have laughed at ‘em on their face and hex them while I got the chance. Ha! A Malfoy and A Muggle-born. A mudblood. Yikes, as if. Yet here we are: breathing the same air, sharing the same bed, wearing the same shirt, all that under the same roof.

I must admit though, marrying A Gryffindor wasn’t so bad after all. You guys were blessed with courage and chivalry, or perhaps just simply a bunch of morons equipped with big guts. I mean, who would have voluntarily went on a mission to find and destroy fragments of soul belong to the dark lord, the most powerful dark wizard history ever known? It was 100% suicide mission considering the Death Eaters were already ruled within the ministry and they were scattered everywhere in the vast community of the Wizarding World. You could have seek the fastest way out, the answer was there, as easy as the offer Vader ever made to Skywalker. Yet you picked no as an answer. You chose to fight. You chose to bring peace to our world. You chose to be brave. Hell, you made being brave sounded cool and really easy. If anything, I owed you this much my love. Had you and your pals acted differently, we would still be living in a world where Scorpius and Jax would take after me and my father: being a coward.

My father and Mother both came from wealthy pure blood family. They had money they spoiled me with the finest thing money can buy. The only hand me down thing I ever got was beliefs that a muggle-born like you, or the blood traitor like Weasel, wasn’t fit to be called wizard/witch. They had social status, because who hadn’t heard of Malfoy? With those much power within their grasp, which was really hard not to be bragged about, Father still wanted more. One way to gain more power was joined the dark side as a “servant” for Voldemort. Growing up, that’s what I’ve been told about: my identity. What made me a Malfoy. It all broke apart after the war ended. Sure we still had tons of galleons at Gringotts, but people never saw me the same again. You were the only human who treated me as a Ferret, not an ex-death eater. I guessed that’s the first time I realized I fell in love with you.

That realization cost me the last precious thing i had in every ounce of my fibre: my dignity. I spent the eighth semester in denial I might had fell for you. I couldn’t. I must not. How can I? You were the reason I failed in gaining appreciation from my father, when all he hoped for was me being on the top of every class flew away because I lost to you. Back then, calling you mudblood tasted like a one-second victory to my mouth. Teasing you reminded me, in terms of blood and status, I was actually better than you. Taunting you was my escape gate from father disappointment. In the end, I knew I had nowhere to run. I knew I was screwed when getting over your smile Or the way your chocolate orbs twinkled every damn time you said in your know-it-all tone: “see, what did i told you malfoy? you were not doing it right” for a day was almost impossible to do. I knew this time..

I lost to you for good.

I know I was not a decent guy to you and perhaps I still am, but giving up is out of the option (I went through fucking storm to be with you, literally and metaphorically stupid fucking storm. I did not give up then why in the hell would i give up now?). That’s the best thing about you: you keep me trying to be better. You keep me going. You give me hope.

I am also aware married to me wasn’t easy for you. Though mother was a nice grandmother for Scorpius and Jax, she wasn’t exactly a role mother in law to you. She gave you hard times up until her very last breath. I remembered one time you had a huge fight with her about leaving Jax dealing with his own fucking problem. You said sternly, “Thank you for the advice, Dear Cissa. But I wanted Jax to be more responsible for his actions. I wanted him to learn if he wanted to get his hand on things, he needed to work it out for himself, because I wouldn’t always be with him forever.” Your words nagging me for days. I felt weird emotions in my heart, initially, I thought it was because I disagree with you on Jax. Later I knew it was jealousy that I felt. You encouraged Jax to be independent and at the same time, you put your faith in him that he can do it. You gave him freedom to choose his own choice and at the same time, you taught him to be responsible. You let him speak his mind out loud, you led him into countless discussion before you decided what’s best for him. You gave to our children what my mother didn’t give to me as I was a child. To add another point to Draco Malfoy’s admiration list toward Hermione Granger, there was this one time when I took you on a business trip over UEA. You brought my mother a jar of Vaseline because you said she needed to hydrated her skin more. You rubbed it on her arms and legs after you waited for her to sound asleep. I asked you why. You answered “Your mother isn’t really thrilled being touched by me. I figured this might work”. I asked you again why. You said “Boy, you are asking a lot of questions these days. Well, because she was important to you. Because she and I love the same guy. Because I knew what it was like to lose a mother, we must cherish it while it last, don’t you think?” Good lord, you are wiser than Dumbledore!

The odd thing is I can’t remember the last time you are not around. You are always by my side I begin accustom to it. Too accustom sometimes you feel like a blur or a shadow, a natural part of me. You are my best drinking buddy, though we drank different drink you butterbeer me Firewhiskey, at least every time I got sad or depressed and wanted shot after shot of Firewhiskey, one of us is sober enough to apparate us home. You are my best business partner, you help me find the rarest-best-price piece of dark artifact and star wars figure through Salazar knows how many auction, store, and alley in your spare time. You are my best defender, you defend me when no one would even after I was being mean to you. You are my best believer, you believe me when everyone told you otherwise. You are my best healer, my best friend, the mother of my devilish two now-not-so-little boys.

You are my everything

Thank you for amazing 20 years of marriage. I am looking forward to our next adventure.

I love you. And you know even when we are in some alternate world or reverse reality I will still pick you.

 

Yours,

D.M..