I realized something this morning while making my morning tea. There is one item I know with certainty my in-laws have which means they have other things from my husband’s classroom they never returned and probably never will. They have his coffee mug, the oversized one. Für die kleinen kaffeepausen zwischendurch, for the little coffee breaks in between. It is a 36oz coffee mug I made for him for his last birthday to replace the one that was broken when we moved from Chicago. He took it to work with him, showed it off proudly to his students, but when my in-laws returned the items they removed from his classroom without my permission, the mug was not among them. Thinking on it this morning, I know I am dealing well with this whole situation because when I had the realization, I did not scream or get angry or upset, I chuckled quietly to myself and decided to just use a different mug. Real, actual, growth. Happy Birthday, Rob. You will always be missed, I will always love you. Thankfully that love will hurt less moving forward.