Actually, I just took my mom to the airport - which was a trigger. We live 5 minutes from the airport, and with all the traveling my W has done up until this past fall, any trip there makes me think of her - of the joy I felt whenever she arrived, and the sadness I used to feel when dropping her off - a sadness which, had I only known about THIS sadness - I would have joyfully embraced.
One of my promises to her was that as long as I lived, she'd never have to ask anyone else to take her to or get her from the airport. It's still my promise, but for now, not one she cares about.
I really hate shopping, Matt! I do have to get my son from work in a bit, and he's going to keep me company this afternoon. He's a good boy. ___________________________________________________________________
She's hosting an open house right now... if you're not in real estate, you don't know how boring these events can be - I used to go with her to some of them just to offer company. So I was wondering if she would call me while there - and she just did.
Very friendly, telling me about potential prospects, but she had to hang up when more people came in. I sent her an email this morning hinting at a financially prudent way for us to move into new living arrangements, and my gut tells me that's why she's calling, so she can get more details - though I said "let's talk about it when you get home." And who knows when that will be.
I'm not going to talk to her about it on the phone. We'll talk when she gets home. THIS is home. At least until it isn't.
Me: 46 Her: 41 M: 5.5 yrs / S: 20, 18 3/26 W and I meet OW BD: 5/2/2015, she takes off ring W goes to stay with OW 6/26 NC: 9/5 Both moved out: 10/16 I take off my ring and feel... healed: 10/19
