Predictions are just like the weather

So...got up early. Since Cherub the crowned clown said he needed to meet at 6 a.m. on account of his having to get out of town today. Around 5:40 a.m., I realized I'd be late. So I sent a text.

No answer.

I waited til 5:55, when I was going to leave my house, I called.

I woke him up.

He had unfortunately, been in the desert the night before--because his Dad went into the hospital--internal fluid leaking...and Cherub didn't get back home until 2 a.m. He had a packed morning and on his way out of town, needed to go back to the desert to the hospital. He said let's make it 8 a.m.

He should have just canceled then as any sane person would have done.

Instead received my trusty text at 7:20ish. Saying he couldn't make it that day.

For whatever reason it felt like I was transported back in time with him. I didn't respond to his message--I wasn't going to, because I had nothing to say. Then about an hour later as I was talking to a friend. It dawned on me to be kind, because it is my "practice" at this point. So, I said, something like--hope your dad gets better, be well!

I wish I knew why he showed back up in my life. I am so honestly and truly wanting a better relationship. One in which I don't have to guess.

I am taking the advice and seeing it thru to its due course....because I never want to repeat this sort of nightmare again.