I never did well with basic math, but I can add one and one and get two out of it.
But really by the addition to something (read: someone) to my life, something got subtracted.
I never noticed until just now that for the past few weeks, there have been no real cravings, minus the ones for my injured ankle, but I can't call those drug cravings, that was "get this pain out of me" cravings, that was understandable.
He showed up and those cravings departed... and they haven't shown their faces since.
I'm so positively giddy I have no idea what to do right now.
God love you, my Babies, Mandi Pope does.