Well, this morning was interesting. Got the boys an I to church on time. W came in a bit later. Noticed her crying during two worship songs (In Christ Alone and Amazing Grace). Then she wanted to chat for a few minutes after the service. I bloody fell for it! I'm so darned attracted to her beauty and the sound of her voice. She was talking like we always used to. I think her quiet sobs in service weekened me. Every step I made this week to detach was lost.
I did cry a bit in service myself, when they prayed for the children. Amazing Grace was always a tough song for me too. I don't feel hurt right now though like I usually would have after such contact with her. She even told me that she took the boys out on Wednesday to buy a Father's Day gift and for me not to be mad.
