My friend and I continue to see each other. He is a good friend in all the most important ways.
The most amazing thing about it is that he likes me for who I am. We went to the park the other day with my sister and her family. My sis and I are, to say the least, quirky.
We started talking to this woman. She was so funny. Just our kind of person. Anyway. one thing led to another and we find out that her h has an MLC. I kid you not. (Love Brooklyn - people are so friendly).
She db'd without knowing it. She lived her life, went back to school, the whole nine yards. They divorced. After about 3 years, he realized what he lost, he wanted her back.
She told him in no uncertain terms she like who she was now. She had no intention of changing. If he came back, it would be a different marriage. They pieced for a long time. They are ok.
She told me that she was so thankful that she went through this. And that whether she reconnected or not, she knew she would be ok. She said she was never going to be who she used to be again and that if he didnt like it, he was free to keep on going. And she meant it.
As she was talking, my friend was watching me closely. Afterwards, he looked at me and said, now I understand what you mean when you say that you will never be that person again. Now I understand when you put your hand up and tell me to stop talking. I understand, he said, that you want to be loved for who you are, not for who I think you should be.
He wanted me to know he heard me. He heard me. No greater gift that he could give me.
