…except it’s nighttime. But still, Mother came to improv tonight! Yay!
This is the first time in a while that she’s actually left the house and gone out for something to DO (aside from buying food, and trust me, there’s been a lot of takeout the last couple of weeks).
She even cracked a few laughs tonight…it IS improv after all, and a little impossible not to laugh at least once. Afterwards, I asked her to come out for a quick drink so we could just talk and stuff…and she accepted – another good sign!
Mother is, however, still pretty hung up on Mark. She talks about him a lot and how much she misses him…she’s even considered calling him up and trying to get back together but I’ve jumped in at these points and told her it’s not a good idea. She broke up with him for a reason, and she needs to remember that!
At least I can feel this heartbreak train sloooowwwwllllyyy chugging its way into Recovery Town.
Time heals all. Even if it takes years. :S