Journaling here a bit as I had two mildly interesting encounters with H today.
First one was this morning. H called looking for D13. I answered the phone. Mind you that H hasn't talked to me on the phone in about 2 1/2 years. It's rare that he calls anyway, but he couldn't get D to answer his text to her. He asked me if she was here and I told him yes, but she was outside. He asked me to either have her call or text him. I said I would. 30 seconds later he calls again. This time when I answered he asked me if it was me or D19, since we sound alike. I told him it was me. He asked if D19 was here and I told him, no. H then launches into why he's calling. He wanted to know if the girls wanted to go help him plant flowers on his family's graves.
Second encounter, this one initiated by me. I had a grave side planter that I had gotten for my Dad's grave. My Dad is buried in a huge cemetery in Soldier's Circle. (A little background here is that H and I used to go put flowers on his relatives and my Dad's grave every year) When H left I've been doing my Dad's on my own. DIL was with me and we were going round and round that circle trying to find my Dad's grave. H could get to it every year w/o a problem and I just followed him. Finally, I told DIL that I was going to call H and have him explain where to find the grave, since she and I had a garden to get planted. Boy, was I in for a shock. H said hang on, that he and D13 were nearby and he was there in less than 5 minutes, instead of just explaining how to get to the grave by phone as he's done oncein the paat right after he first left. He took us right to the grave. He even helped me wash off my Dad's stone.
The most interesting part of the whole thing was that H still will not look me in the eye, even when talking directly to me.
I chock it up to him peaking out of the tunnel for a bit. Could have done without having to listen to the planting stories he was talking about at his and ow's house. But it is what it is.
