Yeah, I couldn't resist. I did manage to run the idea of just sending a Dear Jane letter past my T. As I thought, the said NOPE, that's the coward's way out. Gotta talk.
Sigh. That'll be tough, tough, tough.
And, I'm thinking she's got herself anxious enough to really want to know where things stand, even if by phone and even if she is 1200 miles away and away from all her familiar caregivers.
I hope, but don't really expect, that she'll not choose to wait until she's here and we can be FTF for this....
Breaks my heart, but my well-being and my ability to heal and thrive depends on doing this.
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