My husband is back in treatment. I don't remember if I wrote that or not here. I went to see him today. He seemed clear, sane, and himself again. It is hard to see him, though, because he had seemed clear, sane, and himself again the last time he was in treatment. I pray it will stick this time. He is so miserable, and he is losing himself. There's so much to say. I want so many things.
I love him so. No matter how frustrating the situation, there is something easy about his physical presence. His hand on the small of my back, his forehead against my cheek...it brings me comfort. I miss him, but I'm glad he is where he is.
hugs.
ReplyDeleteMy can opener didn't work. I nearly lost my mind.
ReplyDeletethis post came ringin thru my head this weekend.
i had been dealin and dealin with "stuff" and the smallest little *plink* set off this massive BOOOM! inside.
I nearly lost my mind....LOL
a nap and a conversation helped.
i am sure hoping that you are surrounded by Love and loving people during this season in your life....hugs