So I haven't posted in a few days. Things around the house have been much more civil. He is respecting the boundary to be at least cordial.
Some more evidence of the foggy H...
Today I am headed out of town with a great friend from high school. Strangely enough H offered to drive me to the airport two days ago. I was taken very much off guard. Yesterday me made sure he had my itinerary. He also did some work around the yard... things he hasn't done in a very long time.
This morning as H was leaving from work, he told me to have a great time and to text me when I arrived. Despite trying not to, I got a lump in my throat, since that was it. Always before if one of us went out of town, at least there would be a hug. I did not cry and did not ask for one. Twenty minutes later, he returned home, teary. He came to me and gave me several hugs, telling me he couldn't let me leave without one, and I had looked a bit upset earlier.
Good grief. I KNOW not to read too much into it. I KNOW IT! It's still hard not to.....
