Thank you for your kindness, hon. You made some very good points in your post. And I'm so glad that you are feeling better.
My H continues to dress my wounds and wrap me in wool.
Just this evening, he fixed a lovely dinner and then attentively listened to me as I recalled my day. I had been in a situation this afternoon that caused some very old hurts to surface. (They had nothing to do with H, just some experiences centered around rejection as I was growing up) - a subject for another time.
Anyway, right after I had mentioned that I sometimes feel like an oddball and don't seem to fit into most social circles, he said ever so sweetly, "YOU are MY favorite person".
