I know how you feel. I could have written your post. This morning I woke up early and went for coffee. H was at church. I had gone last night. I often wonder what does he do at his apartment. Why was he at 7 AM Mass? Could he not sleep? Does he like being alone? Does he think about me or us (when asked he says yes). Does he ever wish he was home? (Loved to read the paper on Sunday AM in Sunroom and listen to Jazz). Has he found someone else?
I drive myself nuts with all the what ifs. Then I think he must be happy. All the negatives. I asked him to stay here a couple of weeks ago, he said no. He seems hesitant to even go upstairs. I wonder why? Too many memories? Does it make him think and remember?
Yet he always seems to find an excuse to come by. Like yesterday. No need to drop off paid bills but he made a special trip over.
Like you I want the hug and kiss. Usually I get them although they are very chaste. I want something more passionate.
AS for the MIL mine acts like H and I never were married. He has become her son again not my H and she enjoys reminding me. Yet I know she prays for us every day to reconcile.
Sorry for my ranting on your thread. Sometimes helps to know others feel the same way. Hope your week is good.
