This morning I was lucky enough to hear about the Land's birthday party, complete with stories about ExA's boyfriend, who is entertaining and wonderful. And he makes her mix CDs with songs i used to sing to her as a child.
It's as though no one notices the absence- makes sense in ExA's case whose mother ran through a succession of men in her childhood so to her it is the norm- but the level of normalcy around those in the periphery is boggling.
I am beginning to realize that not seeing them may be best for all.
