OK, when he gets home, I will pleasantly greet him with a smile and a hello. The kids will probably get to him before I do (depending on what time he gets here), so after they get their love and hugs from him, I'm guessing (and hoping) he will make his way over to me. This is how it usually happened in the past. If he doesn't, ok - no big deal. If he does, I'll keep my cool and just go along with whatever he initiates matching his intensity. I don't think I can go wrong with this.
H called this morning. I only answered because I was expecting a call from my MIL about picking up S5. He said he wanted to call me last night, but his boss had just got into town (they are in Portland now), and he couldn't shake him to make a personal call. He didn't want to call too late and wake the kids or me. H said he had a miserable night, couldn't sleep, and could only think about me. I, on the other hand, had a good sleep for once despite the fact that I was crying earlier.
Sorry. Just rambling on. Thanks for listening.
Valerie
"I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination." ~ author unknown
