He's back! And acting as if nothing is wrong. Having conversation. Telling me of his plans. Trying to get me to do the same. By asking which car I'll be needing. How far I'm going. Etc. And I'm traumatized again. While he cooks and eats and has coffee and reads the paper. And hunkers at the counter in the kitchen.
I actually hoped that he went and looked at a house or apartment this morning. But...wherever he went, he's not saying and I don't really care. I only cared about the part where he was only gone for an hour. Sigh.
Probably off with the guys praying for me. Again.
He came home when I was reading and crying. He didn't notice. Glad of that.
Ok....deep breath. Wait, I can't get a breath. Ok, then settle for little bits of oxygen here and there until I get through this part of the climb.
grace.
I actually hoped that he went and looked at a house or apartment this morning. But...wherever he went, he's not saying and I don't really care. I only cared about the part where he was only gone for an hour. Sigh.
Probably off with the guys praying for me. Again.
He came home when I was reading and crying. He didn't notice. Glad of that.
Ok....deep breath. Wait, I can't get a breath. Ok, then settle for little bits of oxygen here and there until I get through this part of the climb.
grace.
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