It has been since June for a "talk". There have been conversations, but not R conversations. More trips down H's memory lane, pre-me, things re S, house, some boundary setting for me, and wierd future talks that include the three of us, but no, no real R talks.
The memory lane stuff started after he said something about his mother and I had no real reply. I felt bad that I could say nothing but what I WANTED to say would have been of no help whatsoever, so I kept my big mouth shut. So I did let him know I was here, if he wanted to talk. But left it at that.
I am totally enjoying the coffee and no, the pot hasn't even been turned on for me in about a year, prior it was whoever got up first, so this was something new and different. Ok said I was getting the kid up, now I really am.
Yes, I have my own stuff, much of which I have worked through over time. Some major, some not so much but definately had impacts on the whole M. That and I honestly think we really were so young that the whole time has been a growing process for both of us.
"Acceptance doesn't mean resignation. It means understanding that something is what it is and there's got to be a way through it."--Michael J. Fox