I sure wish I knew the answer to "when have they changed as much as they are going to change and now this is the way they are", expecially when it comes to how they treat us.
We go from 0 - 175 miles an hour down the importance scale for them. WE go from feeling loved to being Enenmy No. 1, often they would not treat a stranger with the disregard with which they treat us. It is such a different, abrupt change for most of us that I think that is why it takes US so long to accept it.
Even worse when they come out of the blue and try to communicate. Their actions are so confusing! WHO are they, now? Who are WE? I am at constant war within me still. I am detached, I have no fear of the future without him (although I am sad that it has to be that way) but this lingering sense of hope where there is nothing to feed it? Can't explain that one either.
Keep moving forward is all I've got for you (for me, too!) One day, I am hoping that we all will heal.
