I brought up the topic of our lack of communication with H when he stopped by last night. It turns out he tells me things, and I don't hear them...even with my "more focused" efforts of late.
I have got to learn to make my brain stop the constant processing of no less than 21 separate items, be in the moment and CONCENTRATE solely on what is being said...by him, by the kids, whomever I'm listening to.
A good thing though, we were able to talk about it without me bringing up anything past-related...I AM getting better at that one
