Yep, SailingAlone--I cannot fathom it either. If he were that comfortable in his new stage of life he should have no problem contacting me and saying hi. We have spent 14 years together. The fact that he is avoiding me like the plague (and please understand that when he said he needed his space I respected that. Even if I made mistakes and begged and pleaded in the first months after the bomb, I am not some crazy person who would ambush him in public and hug his legs and never let go On the THREE occasions we met in the last 3.5 years I was composed, supportive and friendly, trying to listen and to understand (even if I was bleeding inside).
How beautifully you put it--yes, the years spent together and their memory are still mine. No one can take that. I felt loved, happy and fulfilled. And I don't regret any minute spent with him and I don't regret loving him.
On the THREE occasions we met in the last 3.5 years I was composed, supportive and friendly, trying to listen and to understand (even if I was bleeding inside).