Went to funeral with H for my aunt who died somewhat suddenly. He took all day off, got my son to a sitter, got back in time for mass/burial. He came in, sat right next to me, and put his arm around me. It has never felt so good. After the burial I got the worst migraine ever. He took me home so I could lay down and then he went back to have some luncheon with all of my family. I couldn't ask for a better man. I see more and more every day all that he does. I'm really very lucky.
We watched a movie together that night.
This long weekend we plan on getting household stuff done. We also have a party to go to. Just he and I will go. We got a babysitter. I can't wait!
One thing I notice about myself......I'm more paranoid about HIM having a relationship on the side now. Not that I ever think he really would, and he would say how he never could do that....but, because of what I've done, I think about it now. The day he took off, his cell rang. He said it was a wrong number. Because of how deceptive I was, I immediately think he is lying. I ask to see the number and he shows me, no hesitation. He's not lying. I'm the liar, correction...I WAS the liar. Now, I keep thinking what comes around goes around and I will get it in the end. I'm too lucky to have this wonderful H after what I've done. Forgiving yourself, as an almost WAW, is harder than you may think.
