My D is used to H being gone but not me. After the weekend she spent away from me, she clung to me for about a week. I LOVED that, of course!!
I also hate that she has to be a product of a broken family. My parents are celebrating 45 years of marriage this month... That's where I come from. This is just wrong to me... But, not up to me at this point.. So, I have to live with it, cope with it, and move on..
