Wandering

this weekend for the first time in six years my husband went wandering. He chose the middle of a church service to leave the choir loft and head off to greener pastures. I had come to believe I would be spared this particular idiosyncratic behaviour but now it appears not. It is such a frightening experience! We live in the country with woods surrounding on us pretty much all sides so it means being even more attentive about where he is at all times.