OK, my world has gone completely crazy. Voldemort came over tonight to bring some things to the girls. Before she left she came into the living room and said "I don't bud into your life very much but I know that something is wrong with you this week. I'm concerned about you and want you to know I care. I've got time and I'm willing to sit and listen for as long as you need me" What the hell! First I tried the "I'm just tired, nothing is wrong" approach. She said "I know that's not true, there's something wrong, but if you don't want to talk about it you don't have to" (and no the girls didn't tell her) I said "I lost a R this week, it's very fresh and I'm hurting right now" We talked for a bit, I cried and she hugged me. OMG, how weird is this...and that's all I'm gonna say about it! I'm in shock... again. I can't wait for the postman to approach me next! What a week.
