we (the old man and i)  sufficiently aired our respective grievances, and i hope and think, we’ve come to a better understanding of each other (the best conflict resolution does result in better understanding, imo).

the thing is, what i am learning from him, is that we can be mad or disagree, and it doesn’t change how we feel about the other person. well, sometimes it might, but i feel in this case, like i understand him better and so it only makes me like him better.

AND he’s very patient with me. i know i can be difficult to manage. well, he’s not perfect either.

anyway. i feel better. i hope he does too.

has stopped talking to me. now that everything has just immolated in on itself. funny how things fall apart, isn’t it? or not so funny. painful. bitterly so, at times. seeing this just made me very sad…