This week has been a blur. My father died last Friday.<BR>We were on the way to our counseling when the cell call came to hurry up to the hospital. <BR>H said to drop him back at work (gulp)and so I went on alone. Father was already gone when I got there, but I sat with him.<BR>He had suffered, pneumonia and the Alzheimers, so I try to tell myself that he is in a much better place now. <BR>I had been trying for 2 wks to contact my brother, with no luck. Two days later, he sends me email that he got my messages but couldn't get on the computer because his wife was using it. This is no surprise.<BR>H did come up to the hosptial after a half hour or so and I was glad to see him after thinking that he was also going to let me handle this alone.<BR>We have been talking more and he has been sharing the tiniest of revelations with me now and then. Still was an EA.<BR>I had supper (last week) with one of his co workers before she left to work elsewhere, and she said she didn't detect anything inappropriate between H and OW, but said it would look that way to me. <BR>I am plan A'ing and trying not to question H about what, where, and when. It is hard and most of the time I feel as if I am acting in a play without the script, just feels fake. <BR>Perhaps I need more time, with the other events in my life to settle down, before I can think more clearly about this. <BR>H has been very attentive and patient, but I am afraid to trust while still finding out details of the past 2 yrs. <BR>I did find out that when OW called our home to ask H to look for her new diamond bracelet (always a puzzle to me) it was because she had been in our van that day! I thought of that while cleaning the van a couple weeks ago and asked H... He then said she was "possibly" in the van that day, and "did you find it?". <BR>It hurts that I have found out the different places they went to lunch. Places that I thought were "us" spots and that will not be the same now. <BR>Thanks for letting me vent this morning, now I can go to the counselor.