In think I realized why I'm struggling right now. He came over. Tonight was his third night in one week.
When he's here, sitting upstairs watching tv and interacting with the kids, it's just like he never left. Comfortable feelings of the past.
I sit on the couch or go about my business while he sits there with the kids and plays with them.
We don't even acknowledge that each other is there, unless it has something to do with the kids.
feelings of the past....