So, today I had a mani-pedi. Little something for me, and I was somewhat gregarious for a change. The people there recognized this and said it was nice to see me laughing.
Anyway, was doing a little reading about MLC while there, which made me feel okay about standing.
Then I went home. H had been sending me tons of messages and emails while I was out. I poked my head into his office to say I would be picking up dinner after I'd been home for a while. H was pretty detached...he did as he always does these days: he told me what he was in the middle of, but did not ask anything about me or my day.
And Cadet, that's when I realized that you're right! He's already gone!!!
It was like a lightning bolt.
You know what? I'm okay. Somehow this realization brought with it a remarkable sense of calm.
It explains why our best communication is email right now.
Anyway--for the first time in a really long time, I feel okay!
