Today was D17 graduation party. Lots of folks, food and fun.
H came late because he had to work. He pulled up on his bike and didn't come into the house. Went right to the garage where the guys were standing around talking about the backhoe my S26 has been working on.
H didn't even want to eat the food that he used to love in our previous life. H's cousin came in and got a plate ready and took it out and offered H forkful after forkful which he willingly ate.
After I was done in the kitchen I decided to go out and sit with the guests that had congregated at the garage. H kept looking at me. This was mentioned by several people. H's phone kept going off which he didn't even take out to look at.
Finally. H decided that he needed to leave. Here is where I back slid. I followed him to his bike and I told him it was nice and he said thank you. He said, it's dirty, and I said, you always kept them nice. H said thank you for inviting me, and I said, thanks for coming. I said be careful. He said, I will, and he left.
I guess I shouldn't have followed him to the bike. Obviously, it was pursuing behavior. I just miss my H and I figured what will be will be.
