There may be hope!

I am not getting my hopes up but I think there may still be hope. My hubby was gone all weekend fishing by himself. As hard as it was for me, I am glad he took time out for himself. From what I hear from friends and family he was not answering anyones calls. Yesterday was his birthday and he did not want to do anything for it. He stayed in contact with me very little over the weekend, via texting. He was pretty good about replying if I sent him a message. So yesterday evening he sent me a text asking how our son is feeling (he is sick). He asked if there was anything he could do. I told him that it's up to him. It would be nice if he was here. Then he said ok as if he was coming home. He ended up saying that he would just see him the next day because our son would be heading to bed soon. I was a little frustrated since I had not seen him since Thursday and was looking forward to seeing him. I asked him to call me or come home and visit with me a few. Turned out he was back in town at his shop which is 30 minutes away. After talking to him on the phone for a few minutes he decided that he would come home for a little while. Even though he had asked me not to do anything for his birthday, I had gotten him a couple gifts and had planned a steak dinner for him in case he came home. On top of that, I have been trying finish some things that he has been asking me to do for a long time. One thing was fix one of his favorite hoodies that he tried taking the front pocket off and made it worse. It took me 2 hours to fix it, but the outcome was so worth it. I even washed it so it was nice and clean for him. He didn't want me to cook him anything but didn't mind eating my half of leftover steak. We sat and talked for a while. It was really nice. I found out a little more that he still wanted to be here, but he is afraid of being hurt again. He said he has been hurt all of his life and doesn't want that to happen again with me. I asked him to trust me and give it a second chance. To try and let me in and see how it goes. He even said that he would stay the night but he had been drinking and didn't trust himself with me. After about an hour and a half he headed back to work before he got to tired. To my surprise, 5 minutes later he showed back up. I figured it was cause he was too tired to drive back to work.  Unfortunately our son had woken up but was really excited to see daddy. It was so sweet, daddy made him soup (because he is sick) and fed it to him. After a while we got him back to bed. He told me he could have easily drove back to work, but decided to come back. I think it is very possible that the lord had a hand in this one. This was not something he normally would do. The best I could get from him was that he missed me and didn't want to go back to his shop and be alone, especially on his birthday. What a treat for me! I wonder if he felt it in his heart that he longed to be with me. He stayed the night, which I savored every moment of it.