H cousin, the one H and I are close to like a sister, daughter of his godmother who is not doing well, just bought H childhood home!!! This is crazy. It’s Crazy considering it’s the epicenter of H childhood trauma. What. Are. The. Odds. Especially happening now. His dad built this house on family property. It’s where H lived from birth to dad abandoning him and parents D. The house and H dad share of property was sold to stranger at D -41 years ago. I’ve never been in it. We’ve had an artists sketch of it hanging in our house. H asked for the framed sketch to give to his cousin. I text that I think that is very thoughtful of him. Than D27, who is an architect, expressed an attachment to/interest in the house and to help with renovations to me. I text H this. H text back that’s amazing, she didn’t say that to me. I text H that I’m proud of her and her sentimentality to a house and man she never met. (H dad died 31 years ago)That it warmed my heart. No response from H. All this has to be affecting him emotionally, big time.
The realtor sent a email to H and I together saying the buyers of our lake house want to buy everything in it. I responded to the email that there were some personal things we’d like to keep but I’d do a price list. H has not responded to realtor or text me. H took a lot from the lake house when he moved into his bachelor pad. But left 2 pieces of sentimental, from his side of the family, furniture. I would assume he’d want those. It’s weird that he hasn’t reached out to me about what the realtor said. And those pieces. H has shut down communication since my text about how proud I am of D27...(above)
I know the sale of the lake house is affecting him. It’s our family home filled with our family memories that he ran from and never visited since he left. And sabotaged the sale of last year. Now H cousin buys his childhood home at same time as selling our lake home. It’s an extreme emotional tornado he’s in. Has to be.
I’m planning on going to lake home with S30 and his wife, S26 and extended family for this holiday weekend. A last hurrah before it’s sold. H has to know that’s happening. H has to be thinking about it.
H is either avoiding, or running, or cracking up, or healing, or ...who knows. But I hope he’s moving. Better than stuck.
