When I was 19 years old, I had a boyfriend whom I was madly in love with. He was handsome, smart, funny and hardworking but he was also very young as well. We were in a relationship for about two years when the day came that he butt dialed me and I very dramatically discovered that I was not the only girlfriend he had. I was devastated. I was also very young and dramatic. Following that day ensued throwing out anything he owned that was in my possession and plenty of screaming matches and tears.
Moving forward, we both married other people, had children and wished each other well. I would hear about him through a string of mutual friends and a phone call years later when his dad was seriously ill and he needed help navigating insurance programs as it was my line of business.
I divorced almost ten years ago and have been a single mom to my three boys since then. I have dated and been in a relationship that did not work out since then but to be honest, it never even crossed my mind that I would ever run into this guy again. Until one day….I’m scrolling through my usual Facebook feed and a mutual friend posted that his wife passed away. She was only thirty eight years old. I was shocked and heartbroken for him and their children. I sent him a text to see if they were okay. Obviously they were not, I left him with the usual, “I’m here if you need anything” and left it at that. In the weeks that followed, I thought about them a lot. We had a phone conversation a few weeks later when things settled down a bit for him and agreed to meet for lunch before he returned from leave to work.
Fast forward a few months and he picks me up from work for lunch one day. I had not seen him in over fifteen years. He looked tired but surprisingly, he looked like the same guy I knew all of those years ago. I surprised myself when I suddenly felt nervous there in the car with him. We decided on Corner Bakery and sat down to eat and chat. We talked about how he was feeling, how the kids were and how he was planning on juggling everything on his own. He has always been an extremely resilient person who at least pretends not to dwell on things for too long and would rather turn the subject to the other person instead of himself in order to avoid looking weak. He dropped me back off at work two hours later, we hugged and said goodbye.
Following that day at lunch, suddenly, this person that I almost never thought about for so many years was constantly on my mind and I didn’t want him to be. We’re suddenly texting daily and I was anticipating hearing from him although I knew I was being crazy. A week following lunch, he sent me a text, typical him style, “Hey, why don’t you let me take you on a real date out to dinner?” And so it began……