You know the one about absence making the heart grow fonder?
Last night on the way home, I was thinking that maybe it would be nice to see him when he got home.
It was all about him.
He picked berries and took them to his parents. His sister is recovering from gall bladder surgery. What is was like where he was working out of town. What he had for breakfast. What he had for dinner. What he had for lunch. How he…..
Yes, I understand the need for him to share his day with me. But then he stops there. It’s not a give and take. It’s just take.
He’s definitely back.
The sink faucet in my daughter’s bathroom was dripping and I fixed that last night. It’s not difficult but it does give me a sense of accomplishment. I like knowing that I am a little bit capable.