Patience... If you still think highly enough of him to give it a chance, then chances are he'll recognize that and realize that what he really needs is you.
I'm not excusing his behavior and I feel for your situation, but it sounds as though he hasn't yet completed his grieving process.
Like the old saying goes: If you love something, set it free. If it comes back to you, it's yours. If it doesn't, it never was...
"You know, you don't really look like the type of woman to fall for a pick-up line and I'm not really the type of guy to use one, so would you mind if we just sit and shoot the breeze for a bit while we're waiting for Miss and Mister Right to show up?"
If they don't, then it's their loss, not yours. Sometimes things happen for a reason and sometimes they just happen and the reason isn't readily apparent, but if you beat yourself up for it then it serves no reason at all.
Try this one (I just found it again after having forgotten about it for years):
A blonde goes to the Western Union office and says, “I just have to get an urgent message to my mother in Europe.”
The clerk says it will be $100, and she replies “But I don’t have that much money, and I must get a message to her, it’s urgent! I’ll do anything to get a message to her.”
The clerk replies “Anything?”
“Yes… ANYTHING!” replies the blonde.
He leads her back to his office and closes the door. He tells her to kneel in front of him and unzip his pants. She does. “Take it out”, says the clerk.”
She does this as well. She looks up at him, his member in her hands and he says “Well… go ahead and do it…” She brings her lips close to it and shouts “Hello? … Mom?”
I always liked the really obscure comedians that nobody knows about - and they always liked me - because we could steal material from each other and nobody would ever find out!
See? That just proved what I said! You needed a laugh and I was put on this earth to provide one.
In a couple of weeks, when muzzleloading season for deer opens in Tennessee, I'm hoping that another reason I was put on earth is to euthanize a nice fat suicidal doe. If that's not the case then maybe it'll be to make a deer laugh because I slipped in the mud and missed an easy shot.
Or look at it this way: Maybe one of the reasons YOU exist is because I needed someone to laugh at an exceptionally corny joke. (Maybe another reason is that there's a huge invisible poisonous spider lurking in the bathtub where I should be soaking away this migraine, but you're here to save my life because I'm replying to this thread instead.) (Granted, that one's kind've a reach, but you get the idea.)
It's funny, but it seems that I really quit questioning 'why' and started recognizing 'because' just about the time I met Jackson...
I sure hope everybody can do that eventually. It makes it so much easier to get up in the mornings!
Yeah, that kinda' makes sense... At least in a 'can't quite wrap my brain around it 'cause I woke up at 3:15 A.M. with a headache and I can't really handle anything that deep right now' sort of way.
The way I look at it - and I'm probably over simplifying - is this:
I quit asking "why I was here" a long time ago. Partly because I never got any satisfactory answers and partly because it made my brain hurt to ponder such imponderables and just led to more grief. Now I simply make it a point to see and accept the signs that tell me why I exist.
For instance: Last night, briefly, it was to make Anna choke on her drink in a fit of mirth when she read one of my posts - I know that's a reason because she claimed I almost owed her a new monitor and she had no way of knowing that I'd just bought the lovely Jackson a new monitor a couple of hours earlier - A couple of days ago I could tell that the reason I exist was to build nesting boxes for our Banty hens, because if I hadn't been here they wouldn't have gotten built.
Seems like most of us look for validation in one form or another and so we ask "WHY?" ...Me... Well, I just quit asking and started accepting and recognizing. It might be an over-simplification, but it might be that one of the reasons I'm here is because sometimes things need to be over-simplified...
Bummer! We just spent big bucks on a new monitor for Jackson and a wifi-antenna for my laptop because it's been getting too damn cold to stand out on the front porch and type (the only place I could get a wireless signal until today).
I haven't been a "Hunka hunka burnin' love" since the time that the candles I lit to be romantic caught the drapes on fire and they fell across the bed! (Could've been really tragic if I hadn't been alone at the time!)
RE: IMPORTANT MESSAGE ABOUT GROWING OLD
Yeah - It's that hard, flat thing that's tough to get up from when you slip in dog poo...