It was a good day. I am thankful. I held my little niece for a while this afternoon. I sang to her and rocked her. It was so wonderful. Took all my sadness away.
H. called me again this afternoon. He wanted to ask how the baby was doing. He started out sounding "high up" like he did this morning. I told him about my test results and he said he was glad to hear that. And I told him about my job interview and he asked a few questions, and said it sounded like it was pretty much a guarantee, then. He wished me luck, but he did not sound genuinely happy anymore. Not like he did this morning about the baby. And then, he said he had to go, he was going to work. And we hung up.
I guess he left me somewhat confused.
Most of us really marry only once. First love endures, even unto our dying day. And we never really divorce.
