Stood up

It was a long time ago (if you don’t count what just happened two minutes ago) I was stood up by a man. I wonder if it ever has happened.

Fabian joined me in my (it is only mine tonight when the Mr is working the nightshift, otherwise it is our) bedroom. He came in laying down and sharing his mind.

I just settled for a sleepover, when the little Mr left to go to sleep in his own quarters.

I was both surprised and a little disappointed. But I guess that is how it should be (and how I want it to be). Strong, independent men who knows their mom is there as the safe dock where they share their troubles. And afterwards sail away on their own again.

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