Yes, she does. She also knows that my husband loves her. It’s a good thing. Despite that our last meeting was at the funeral of one of our sisters, we shared some laughs and some tears. Life is too short.
Indeed it is short.
My uncle, sadly, went out of his way to burn bridges.
He does this, periodically.
He will wander into our lives, begin psychotic games with manipulation, dishonesty, etc, then go on and act like we don’t exist.
Once upon a time he really did seem like a nice funny guy.
Somewhere in there he got really really weird.
And there is squat I can do for him besides pray.