It's been a while since I've been on the roller coaster that everyone else has had to ride. My ride has been pretty steady with such little contact with H, and what contact we have had has been gentle and sweet for the last year.
But, it looks like I've hit the hills again.
Just got a two sentence email from H this morning. "I'm flying into [my parents' airport] on the the 10th, I'll let you know when I get there when I can make it up to [your town]. Give my love to [S4]."
Well, I've been trying to get back on that diet, guess this will help with my appetite. Man, is this day ever going to be hard to get through without bursting into tears. I'll be canceling at least some of the vacation I requested today, since I won't be picking him up at the airport.
I don't know how to react to this. Do I tell him just to pick up his son and take him back down to his parents. Does any kind of benefit of the doubt still exist?
This is NOT where I expected things to go after a year of re-estblishing communications, and talking like we were H & W again.
