W backslid and has called me "honey" twice in 3 days or so, gee, go from once a year to twice in a weekend! And "hon" has crept back into my vocab. She has started initiating check-ins, even coming into the MBR to find me.
One night she was in poor sorts, I asked if anything I could do, listen, etc. She was all bunched up and really frustrated. But couldn't talk, saying "honey, you know when I am like this I can't talk" I just said okay, and went downstairs to read.
She called home next day to check up, saying she was anxious all morning to call and talk to me and explain. She did. She said she felt bad because she knows what it's like to see someone in turmoil and want to help, but that she was just in "that" place, and that I know when she is like that she can't talk. I said "I know, I just forgot". I told her I realized at the time what was up and accepted her and her mood and let it go. I was fine.
Later she "actually" came into the man-cave, twice, started to sit on the couch (far end) but changed to the chair and talked to me about S3 stuff. And she kept coming down to where s3 and his friend were, and acknowledging me over in the man-cave.
Seems a new "comfort" and "ease" is developing.
Me? I just do what I do, go about the needful. I am thinking of some gentle changes I have wanted to make for a while, I think now is a time I can do so...just dial them in slowly. Dial back on the "Aloof" a wee bit. A wee bit more present and available. Roll form there...see what happens.
In the depths of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer. - Albert Camus
Uncertainty is the very condition which impels people to unfold their powers.-Eric Fromm
