Separation, Settlement, or Servellience?

[Yasu]

He had been seeing a therapist for depression and really, lack of man stuff at the house. Turns out, once we were on the trip in 08 in Greece, he opened up and admitted his therapy had been about his sister, and his inability to speak to his sister about her husband's death.

I mean, his sister and her husband have a restaurant and house you have to walk past to get to his Father's Taverna - or anything else for that matter.

Husband laid on his back and stared at the ceiling - he could not face his sister. It had been over a year. I feilded many a call from family that were trying to understand his silence. I know he loved his sister's husband dearly. In fact, as early as his sister married you gotta just wonder if there is a lot more to the story than meets the eye (or actually it does meet the eye and no one says anything).

Finially, his mother and I prodded him out of the bed, and I practically dragged him down the street. When they met eyes, everything was fine - he was welcomed, her sons, a little standoffish, as expected. But everyone made up.

I so long for a reunion like that. I so sense that he stares at the ceiling in pain with the identical stubbornness. I do love him deeply, no matter his transgressions upon me. I am not perfect myself. Thank you so much for listening, yasuandio