Another blowy day, storm Brian hanging on. Afternoon tea with friends, and updates on the progress of the blanket. Lazy evening, making a bit more progress on the blanket.
Discussion, on the topic of being hurt by lack of a friends enthusiasm; I could only too well imagine a fear of being left behind paralysing a more normal emotional reaction. I'm not sure I could articulate well enough, that it may not come from a wish to hurt the person in question, but a wish to avoid being hurt. Not a very good reassurance anyway.
And still struggling with letting go. Wanting the old connection.