H called tonight. D was already in bed. As soon as it rang I handed the phone to S without talking. He talked to his dad 100 miles a minute for about 5 minutes, then gave me the phone.
H was laughing at something our S said. I laughed back. We talked about 2 minutes and then I said I would let him get some rest, I knew he was tired.
It was sort of hard for me to just get off the phone, but I knew I needed to. My urge was to say something about how I loved him, wanted to be there for him, etc. But I didn't. I just laughed about what our S said, filled him in on some missing details from S's story (he was telling dad about meeting an "old" friend from his former day care at Dairy Queen tonight, the boy told S his name was "still Owen", like it would have changed in the past 18 months?!? Cute), and got off the phone.
I have to believe that my H knows just how much I love him, or I wouldn't have come this far with him. All I can do is take care of me and the kids and hope he loves us enough to want to work it out... I know most of his problems are his alone, but that means, to me, that he would have them whether or not he was with us. So why get rid of the loving supportive family because he has personal issues? Again, not my decision to make. Gotta focus on what I CAN do. Which, unfortunately for me, is the dishes............
from his former day care at Dairy Queen tonight, the boy told S his name was "still Owen", like it would have changed in the past 18 months?!? 
Cute), and got off the phone.
