Quote: Your H might get and idea that calling was a great thing if you treat is as such. Positive reinforcement, good doggie.
sit ubu sit...good dog.
does anyone else remember that?
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well I was cleaning up my & h's closet and came across a box in wich I found some old stationary etc...before chucking it I decided to take a look and make sure I wasn't getting rid of anything important since amongst the clutter of the box there was a stray copy of my junior prom pic (yes I took h to my jr prom)
in looking through the box I came across old post cards, letters, cards (that he wrote in too) and those little cards you get with flowers. One christmas card made me start crying (what he wrote was so...well just so aaawww!) I sat there reading them all and then with tears in my eyes brought them down to h...he read them too and when he finished came and kissed me and told me not to cry. By then I had stopped crying but of course the hug he gave me brought on some more tears. Through my tears into h's ear I said "I love you" h responded "I love you too" "and I'm sorry"
I don't know if I was crying because the cards made me think of ow a little (the fact that he almost didn't keep to his words of forever etc in his writings) or if I was crying because there in front of my eyes was proof that yes my h always did love me...heck in one of the cards he even wrote that despite the fact that work keeps him busy etc he's always there for me and to be honest most of the time (when it really mattered) he was. I for what ever reason stopped believing him and well the story goes from there.
ugh!
I hear you both KAW and Johanna, heck I find myself reminding both my mom and my mil about relationships....guess it's that ole beginners mind thang.
