Two slices of bread, Nzo, two slices of bread.
Yeah, the missuhs is hanging in there -- she fortunately has an awesome support group (besides me of course). You definitely know you're in a committed relationship when you go planning funeral and burial arrangements with someone. But it hasn't been easy on me either -- both for my wife, and for the fact that her mom was a pretty awesome person. (But also deserved an end to her cancer hell.)