I went to the wake with another neighbor up the hill--very happy I didn't have to go alone. We had become as close to being family with their family as you can as friends, even going to their annual family reunions. It was emotional on many different levels, from my friend's pain, to identifying with her mom and my mom dying of the same infliction, to all the upheaval of my current sitch and it being the first time in that kind of public event as a single person. Signed the cards from just me and the kids. So many people there asked how I was doing after I expressed condolences. Strange how there is a custom to recognize the passing of someone into death, and the nothing after a split / divorce.
**** I have to learn how to text from my phone--I was only able to do it from the computer, but haven't figured how to do it from the phone (ok, I feel old).
The kids are home. I'm a happy mommy.
Oh, did I tell you that H wants to speak with my IC? He is not convinced that she is helping me much (if he only knew), and she is willing to see him. She said that she won't talk specifically about me, but she would talk about how to deal with the kids, etc. I am not going to bring it up again--he has her number. I'm just curious to see if it actually happens; not holding my breath.
Off to the before-bed routine. Hope you all made it a great weekend.
