Today when I walked in, he was sitting in a chair directly in line with the door. Our eyes met and he arose as if in a trance. I smiled at him and we walked toward one another. With the most incredible tone to his voice he said, “It’s you, it’s really you, how did you find me?!”
He hugs me almost to the point of hurting and just wouldn’t let go. Today he stopped just short of crying.
What makes me feel sad is worrying that he is worrying that I can’t find him.
After this initial emotional time, we had a nice visit.