Take it as a small positive and don't dwell on it.
Right. Be careful not to overanalyze.
My H always referred to me as his "W" throughout our entire S. To friends, coworkers, you name it. It was nice, I suppose, but it was also hard to deal with. To me, if he was going to continue to call me his W, I felt he should act like my H. Not like any other acquaintance. But that's just me.
Getting over a painful experience is much like crossing monkey bars. You have to let go at some point in order to move forward. ~ Joseph Campbell
