I'm talking about an email I read a few days ago. One that I shouldn't have read because it was an invasion of privacy, but one I'm glad I read because it really had an impact on me.
So I had my first radiology interviews this week. One was in NYC, and naturally I hit up OleMiss for a place to stay and some old-fashioned southern comfort. wink wink.
He and I were probably on our second bottle of wine when we started talking about our dating situations. He revealed that he was back in touch with his ex... let's call her Exie.
OleMiss met Exie about 2 years ago. (He and I were moving along swimmingly with a casual but fabulous long-distance relationship.) He really liked her and chose to pursue her, breaking my heart...
When that happened, I put my steel armor back on and fell back into some old ways. We always maintained our friendship, but I shoved my feelings deep into my subconscious. When OleMiss and Exie broke up the following year, our "relationship" resumed. But my feelings weren't allowed to come back.
This past Monday, OleMiss told me that Exie was back in his life. She took him to the emergency room last month when he had all of his health issues. She took care of him the whole time. In his state of vulnerability he got to thinking about the future and what matters... so they got back together.
They quickly realized their problems were still around, and neither one of them was working hard enough to compromise on future wishes and plans... so they broke up again. They continue to communicate and I know this because I read an email she sent him.
I'm Sorry!! It opened right up when I clicked on gmail. I saw the words "I'm sorry about last night" and I couldn't stop reading.
Her words had an intense outpouring of love. The emotion was more than I had experienced in written word before. I felt jealous of her ability to love OleMiss, of her emotions. I was actually happy to read his email returning the feelings.
Alas, their issues.... Alas, my issues. But wow... what an eye-opener to... love.
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