Yep. Maybe it's a certain piece of clothing I see in her room that reminds me of something about her I miss. Maybe a picture, whatever. Can be any number of triggers. But, here, we are talking about W's behavior (or more accurately, our perception of that behavior) that seems to be the trigger.
And, it's not an overwhelming, uncontrollable desire. But more of a confusingly, low grade ache. Confusion from the feelings we are lulled into (by ourselves mind you) by WAS' actions that transport us to a more "normal" and familiar place. Then, something happens (for me, it is when she goes to a seprate bedroom) that brings the stark reality back into focus. This is NOT a daily or nightly occurrence, but it does happen.
And it is not that I am taking myself to THAT place. It's a result of what I unknowingly at the time perceive as a normal R. I don't allow it to happen, it just happens. Then, the reality.
