So after monday's hug I've been out of town, got back last night. We had a fairly typical evening for us with our normal conversations. While it feels good good to have some more extended time together and talking, I realised it was only the first or second night that that we hadn't avoided each other around the house. It is so damn hard to act as if, when I just want to hold her tight, tell her how much I love her, ask her to change her mind, ask her to not take my kids away, take her up stairs and never spend another night on the couch. It seems so close yet a million miles away.
