Apology accepted

Allright, after a good cry in the arms of Joyce I realized more than ever that the pain at that remark is really not from here and now. It's about feeling and being at home in this life, this world, this home. My pain, old stuff from growing up with a violent father and my mother the queen of denial... nothing to do with Chris.

I apologized to Chris, I'm not a vindictive type of person and a peace of sorts was once again established. After my apology he accepted a drink from me and said thank you. That's unusually civil behavior from Chris, at least towards me. So we're okay again... onwards and upwards!