I am amazed at how well hanging on to this new level of being centered, come hell or high water, got us quickly back on course. My H was his loveable self again last night.
One thing perhaps I'm starting to understand is that while I just about have to talk everything out to somebody, he does a lot of purely internal processing and acting it out rather than using words. He spoke so gratefully of our life together last night. I don't know how he went from where he was to where he got and I'm absolutely certain that he will get all mad and pouty again but hopefully I will remember how to be lovingly kind to both of us when that happens again.
