My poor old doggie had a surgery and yesterday I picked her up from the vet. She is doing fine and recovering very well (she is 13, I'm very proud of her).
I was busy with her all day long and felt a bit blue (decided to spare you this time ).
Later in the evening I've decided to call H and ask him how is he doing. I knew that he went to N's funeral and was a bit worried that he'd start drinking again. I was calling and calling and he wasn't there, and in no time I was in a panick mode again. I was so sure that he started drinking and then went to OW for consolation. Took my dog for a short walk (she's a good sport and wanted to go out, even though she's still in pain) and came back just in time for H's call! By then I was in tears again. Given N's funeral and our doggie's surgery it was not totally unexpected and H didn't comment on it. We had a very nice convo, remembering N and old days. He was the first one we paid visit to "as a married couple" 23 years ago. H was very tired, so he said: good bye, I'll call you tomorrow )! He called a while ago and once again it was very nice. We spoke mostly about his new job and new projects. No R talk at all. He sounded good and it felt very much like old (pre-bomb) days.
To be continued
I ask not for a lighter burden, but for broader shoulders ____________________________________________________ M 46 H 45 D 17 M/T 23 Bomb #1 (ILYBNILWY) 12.06 Bomb #2 (OW) 12.07 Bomb #3 (chose OW over M) 9.08