In the UK - pt23 - bugger me pink, I'm still here

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So, in to the mix comes illness. Not me or W, but FIL. He's in his eighties and is having heart problems. W has gone to our home city to help look after him for a couple of days, but it's not looking too clever for the old fella.

W was dropping the kids off anyway, and told me as she was leaving where she was going. I asked her to pass on my best wishes to her family, and told her to keep safe on the drive down (it's a good five hours, although W doesn't like driving, so it'll take her longer). W called and texted me that she arrived. The text had two kisses on the end of it. I didn't respond on my reply, and subsequent texts haven't included any.

Some people will probably say I should carry on NC, but that seems an unreal expectation. I have texted to see how he is etc. Using strict DB principles, I should brush this off and act as if nothing is happening in my life, but, the FIL was a part of my life for 17 years. This is a time for abandoning the principles and show compassion and understanding, regardless of if this looks like cake eating or not.