I've had a bad dream.
P. came back.
I was just getting ahead with all the de-cluttering business, in fact Christopher's room was already in order. Then P came back and within an hour stuff (especially boxes) started to pile up... I was just devastated... and so glad to wake up and realize it was only a dream.
Once I was terrified him leaving me. Now I am afraid he would come back.
What a big change.