OK, folks, I confess that when I start worrying about something, I am like a terrier chewing on a piece of gristle: (lovely, huh?)
Here is what I am thinking--my H has never been very good at self-scrutiny, or communication. For me to hold out for that is a little silly at this point, given everything. If he wants to ease back into being home, perhaps I should just let him do it, without putting up barriers, or insisting that he do it on my terms.
On the other hand, if it plays out that way, are we just setting ourselves up for failure? (If he came home and then moved out again, I do not think that I would be able to resist the urge to kick him to the curb!)
Oh well, life is strange, and I do not know what the future holds. Thoughts?
