Well, D came to my bed last night crying, saying she was so sorry and she didn't want me to feel like I was a bad mom! Then she asked me to sing to her (I sang "you are my sunshine", which my dad used to sing to me) and admitted she was PMSing.
I'm sorry H missed it, he was out of town again for the night (I know it sounds like he's gone a lot, but he really only travels an average of 4 nights a month - the rest of the time he's totally here).
Today I'm having breakfast with my pilot friend again, he happens to be in town again - the one with the marriage problems. He admitted not having done all the "homework" I gave him last time, but seems eager to continue our discussion - I sure hope I can help him work this out.
