When you throw the dog a bone, and he wants to reward you with a lick and get a little petting in, you smile, bend down, receive the lick and give the massage behind the ear.
You listen. You validate.
You let him lead.
You answer the phone.
Bomb 1/06 D dismissed 11/07, attempt reconciliation. Premature. Divorce final October 31, 2008. OW looks like bad history. Over. Still hopeful. Baby steps. In R with my X.
