Hi all!

I just go home from spending 3 days away with S15 and H. Everytime I come home from a weekend away like this I am more messed up than ever. The D is in the works, I have no doubt it is going to happen, I just haven't figured out the why part.

There was a funeral for my mom's only sister on Friday but I was going to be gone so the kids and I were going to go to the viewing on Thursday night. H asked if it was ok if he came along to it but that he wouldn't if I didn't want him to. I told him he was welcome to come with me and it was kind of nice to have his support. But, I don't understand why he came. In 26 years I am sure he never met my aunt (he would never come to the few functions on my side of the family), and he only knew a couple of my uncles and none of my cousins that were there. Maybe he was coming for show, but I have no idea.

H, S15 and I left Fri. morning for 3 days in the Black Hills for a swimmeet. It was nice, enjoyable trip and had a good time. Now get this, H reseved us rooms at a National Guard Camp....and he even told us on the way out there that he had reserved 2 rooms but each room only had a twin size bed and no couch. So, sleeping quarters with H were quite cozy to say the least. We are getting a D, right?

Then on the way home tonight, H mentioned taking a mini-vacation with the kids in Aug., which makes absolutely no sense to me. H and I have agreed to tell the kids about the D when S22 gets back from Spain, which is the first week of Aug. D19 heads back to Notre Dame around the 15th of Aug. So, that really does not leave much time to go on vacation and tell the kids about the D. And why in the world does he want to go on vacation with me anyhow??

This detaching business sucks. I do just fine until we are together for something with the kids, then it seems like I am back to square one again.

Wishing