Tuesday, August 1, 2017
Tomorrow I am expecting a visitor. Visitors, in fact. Three visitors from out of town. A friend from many, many years ago with his two children.
This friend was an integral part of both my and my former husband's lives. He knew both of us back in the day when we first became a couple. He was intertwined into our married and professional lives. A friend, colleague, partner, visionary.
I have not seen this friend for more than 15 years.
It has been a long time.
Much has happened in life since that last get-together in the kitchen of our now long-gone home.
I feel the emotions bubbling up. Emotions from past connections between the three of us. He was a good friend of my husband's. The two men, together, were a powerful team.
Tears are not far from the surface today. I know I will break down at some point.
The past is rushing back. What was once an amazing time of all our lives, is now gone.
What was expected of the future back then, is now a completely different present.
Many memories. Many life-long impressions.
The heart is being pulled in a multiple of directions today.
Appropriate, I suppose, for the chapter being drafted: Healing.
Happy Tuesday.
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