M came home. He was calm. So was I. He said he came to get things. I said it does not have to be that way. How can it be, he asked?
I do not think I replied. I asked him if he wanted lunch, he said yes.
He brought a poem for me to read on FB. About mother love throughout the lifespan. It was touching. He said his mother's brother died. We will send money to help with the funeral. That was that.
I am grateful he is back. He said he worked last night at the house until 3 am. And slept on the floor. I am grateful he is back. I am not sure why.
COPA
