survived the holidays, in no small part thanks to Jake, who has been such a trooper this month. well, this year. (this life if we’re gonna be honest here.)  throughout all of the caretaker drama, family obligations, and work stress, we’ve shared some of our deepest conversations and secrets and become even more obnoxiously one-brained than before. all it takes for us to communicate is a hand squeeze. that’s something I wished for all my life but dismissed as impossible and non-existent in this world. wasn’t I blessedly wrong.