Over the Christmas holiday I got a call from my ex boyfriend. He was in town and wanted to know can he stop by. I hadn’t laid eyes on this man in 20 plus years. We had stayed friends over the years. Just occasionally emailing each other and happy new year and happy birthday text messages. He lived his happy life married with kids in another state and I lived here.
I agreed and sent him my address. He said he’d be there in 30 minutes. I got excited. Not the “I want to impress you with my sexy self” excited. Just excited to see my friend. I just threw on some jeans and a shirt and awaited his arrival.
It was such a wonderful experience to see someone that I loved and wanted to marry after so many years. We sat and talked for hours. I showed him pictures of Munch and my family and we just caught up. He said that he follows and reads my blog. He said he’s sorry that I’ve gone through so much with my ex-husband and wishes me the best.
We talked about our lives, dreams, family and futures. We talked about friendship and love. We talked about the past. It wasn’t a bad break-up. There were no tears or anger. I was a senior in college and I couldn’t be distracted by a relationship. So I ended it. I had to focus on graduating. I needed to align my spirit and focus. He understood. There was no hate.
It was innocent reminiscing. Love was still there. Not in a “let’s get back together or let’s sneak and ruin our relationships” kinda way. In a love between two people that had crossed the threshold from lovers to true friends. Friends that respected each other. He was happy that I met someone who still makes me blush after two years of dating. He wished me nothing but happiness after all that I had went through. He was happy that I found peace after so much chaos.
Genuine happiness. I was genuinely happy for him and he was genuinely happy for me. Our roads took different paths but our love and respect for each other is still there. For that I’m truly thankful.
And yes I told Mr. C as soon as he left. He had called my house and the phone was upstairs and I missed his call. I called him right back when he left. He’s not jealous. He’s aware that he is loved.
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