Well, he's out of the house. He didn't take much. Some clothes out of the closet. Some out of his dresser. He took no furniture. He didn't even take his pillow---put it back on "our" bed.
He told the kids Thursday night he would be "moving over the weekend." Couldn't bare to tell them "tomorrow." When we got home last night S9 asked if he was home yet. So, I had to tell them he had moved. They didn't ask to call to tell him goodnight. They acted as if it was just another day. He didn't call here to tell them goodnight. Will be interesting to see if he contacts me about going to D11's softball practice this morning, shows up there or no contact.
I've felt strong all week until this reality hit. I tried to stay busy yesterday. The kids and I went to visit my mother. We did some shopping. I could not stop thinking about whether H was moving, and what he was taking. At one point we walked through the linen department at Dillards and I thought---now I can buy some bedding with a floral pattern (H hated to be surrounded by flowers in the bedroom)----and then I lost it. I had to
Me 45 M 25 yrs; T 31 yrs;bomb 8/15/06; moves out 7/18/08 D 18, D 14, S 12
