For the first time ever, I saw T in real life today, walking down the street. Luckily I didn't spot T until we were practically adjacent to each other, so didn't have time to worry about crossing over the road, whether to say hello, whether T would indeed recognise / acknowledge me. So it was just a brief moment of eye contact and a small acknowledging smile.

I was with my kids and generally one of them is holding my hand - but at that point neither of them were. I so wished T had seen me holding hands with them, so T would know I can connect with people, touch isn't off limits with everyone in my life. So now I think T must have thought that I can't even bear them touching me.

Still I glad that bumping into T is no longer a "what if" fear - it has happened and I have lived to tell the tale. SD