Why is Raven black?

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Thank you everyone for your kind words, support and sharing of your own stories that echo my own.

IP, it is sometimes amazing that they don't seem to think about the future. I think they do think about it, though. They think about it in terms of what they want to change to create their fantasy future with no problems. All else is background noise.

And yes, Bttrfly, my H has said the same thing about me finding another that I could be happy with. He doesn't realize that I was happy with him until he started acting in ways the put me last on his list.

Job, I always look forward to your posts. You always have a way of looking at what is posted and either give supportive feedback or raise interesting questions that cause me to think a little harder about what I've said or done...tweaking my route on the journey a bit.

As for my thoughts for today, I'm a little stiff from two 5ks, house painting, and cutting up slash piles (dead trees and branches) from storm damage in our corrals with H.

He came by Saturday morning and took 1/2 of his stuff while I was gone. He then talked to me a few more times. Then as he was heading back from the vacation home from dropping his stuff there, he called again. I was painting our daughter's room so he stopped by for a look. It was a tough thing to do at first, because I had painted murals on her walls (Harry Potter scenes) that our real estate agent had suggested might not appeal to some buyers. They were kind of wild, LOL.
He kept stopping to stare at the rest of his stuff or out the window. He commented once that "this is a really big house" (?) and that he had more stuff than he thought he had in the guest room. I'm not sure what was going on in his head to make those comments. I just agreed.

He came out the next day and loaded up the rest of the stuff while I painted some more and then we started in on the forest/corral. We talked about the kids and a patient he saw while I was doing my race that morning. She had dementia. I asked about his mom and tried to allow him to share his feelings about her and her alzheimers. He's not good at that. I let him know I cared about his parents and wanted to be kept in the loop about them; also our elderly neighbors at our vacation home. Talked about his brothers. He's stressed because they don't like each other and he is going to travel the week after mother's day to see his family and he wants to see both of them, but not upset either by doing so. Lots of opportunity to let him share worries and help him sort his feelings. He again spoke of his money/business stresses. I asked if I was stressing him and he said "no! You've been magnificent; painting, managing contractors and real estate agent..." I'm magnificent.

When he was heading out I chanced it and put my arms out for a hug...I got a good one back. Not stand offish or tense. Almost like an "old H" bear hug. I made sure he knew it was a "thank you for helping today" hug.

Well, life is like a box of chocolates...