Journaling/writing my story-

H reached out via text yesterday.
Second weekend in a row he’s reached out for something.
Asking if he could pick up his bike.
Again his text was very considerate and kind. I answered a few hours later very simply. I gave him the option of sat. or sun anytime but please give me a 30 minute warning.

Sat. Weather was beautiful. S1 and DIL showed up unexpectedly to visit and were leaving right when H showed up to pick up his bike.

They all talked in garage. I disappeared when he showed up. H didn’t see me or talk to me.

I can’t help but think it affected H somewhat to see that they were spending time with me at our family home. (They refuse to go to his bachelor pad)(can’t meet at restaurants during pandemic)
I hope it jolted his sentimentality, reminding him of the family unit he blew up and gave up. I know he runs away from thinking about any of that by staying too busy. (Workaholic, traveling, socializing/partying) Things he’s not able to run to during this pandemic. Lots of forced time on his hands.
The reason I think it may have affected him is because after each asking in the last 2 months he has always text me a gracious thank you, or something. This time. Nothing.

Anyways. The bike he picked up was a gift from his D when they reconnected when H was 16. (His D abandoned him physically and financially from age 11 until age 16- D died when H was19 -H’s skewed reality was D was a saint) The bike was very expensive at the time. H has had it for 36 years. He treasured it, yet didn’t take it with him when he moved out.

I think it’s a positive sign, that after D’s trunk incident of last weekend and now picking up the bike D gave him, that he may be working through some D issues. I can only hope. Plus. Biking was an old hobby he gave up when MLC started.

Fingers crossed he’s healing himself.