One Day at a Time II

[sadhearted]

Oh my what a last couple of days.

So we left Thursday afternoon. Took the 6 hour trip I drove the whole way as my H had had a wreck shortly before we left. Luckily he's okay. Sore but otherwise fine. We got there went to dinner. Drove around a little bit. Went past his grandparents old house. Him recalling fond memories the whole time.

Friday during the day we went to a museum and a mall to pass the time. Friday evening was the viewing. His oldest son ended up flying in so he was there. Pretty much the whole 2 hours was spent with my H's family talking to me but him acting like I didn't exsist. Then we all had to go out to dinner together. That's when he started to interact with me.

This morning we got up and went to her funeral. He held my hand a couple times during. Then at the grave site he actually put his arm around me. My SS also came up a couple times and put his arm around me. One was to comfort me. Imagine my 14 yr old SS comforting me! The other was to tell me goodbye. We hung around and talked a little bit then we left.

Another 6 hour car ride this time though he drove. We actually talked and joked around and did a lot of kidding. Some sexual comments thrown out. He asked if he could borrow the van since he no longer has a car. So now I don't have a car but he'll come over if I need to use it I'm sure. Since he is tomorrow so I can go shopping.

Anyway the impression I got on the car ride and the little bit he hung out at the house was just maybe there is a chance. He kept saying he doesn't know how to get from where we are to where it's good. He said that several times. And he was very genuine. He really has no idea how too. When he left the house I took his hand and kissed it. And again he said his comment. He pulled out and drove away very slowly and actually waved by to me.

I guess I should also say our S3 locked the door when my H said he was leaving to keep him here. This went on for probably 15 minutes. He kept saying I don't want you to go no you can't go I locked the door. My H told me he's breaking my heart. Ya think?

Oh and during this trip there was once when he hit the top of my head, he put his hand on my couple a few times, when we stopped during the trip he put his arm around me and kinda of squeazed and then kinda of joking shoved me a little, he backed into my on purpose once. So there was some touching by him.

I just don't know. I don't want to get my hopes up. The trip had it's bad and good moments. He gave me the impression just maybe it's not over. But he could stop talking to me next week or the week after. I'm just glad I was able to be there during his time of mourning and there were actually a few positives that was made.