Heaviness lies in your heart as you lean on the kitchen counter and stare at the ceiling. Your head turns to the side when someone suddenly comes near and spreads out their arms for you to rush to their embrace crying.

"Shh, it's okay baby, let it all out." He says as he cares your head while gently rubbing your back. After a few minutes and you've finally calm down, he speaks again "Give me a name. If it's a thing, I'll buy it. If it's something else, I'll do what needs to be done."