Revisting the Past

It’s amazing how much things can change in a few years.  It’s true what they say, time does heal.  It’s been 3 ½ years since Matt and I were in a room together.  Towards the end of our separation, things were obviously not great.  He was extremely mad and hurt that Rob and I were together, and that I was pregnant.  And hey, I don’t blame him one bit.  It got pretty heated between the two of us and I just came to terms that he and I would never be friends again.  More than that, we probably wouldn’t be in the same room together again.  I often wondered what would happen if I ran into him on the street.  Would he say hi? Would he punch me in the face and walk away?  Who knows. 

Back in January, Matt sent me an email, reaching out to say hi.  Over the past 6 months we have emailed here and there, talking a lot about what happened in our relationship, the reasons it didn’t work out etc.  We probably communicated more clearly to each other than we did the whole time we were married.  Sometimes we would email every week.  Sometimes, a month would go by with nothing.  But it all brought us to this point.

Last night, we met for drinks.  This was going to be the big test for us.  Can we be in the same room and be ok.  Not get emotional.  Find a way back to our friendship.  I knew that I would be ok with it, but I didn’t know about Matt.  But it was his idea to meet up, so I went with it. 

We met at Acapulco and to be honest, I was a little nervous right before I walked in. But as soon as I saw him and we hugged, all that went away.  We literally sat and talked for almost two hours before I realized I was late to meet Lanie for dinner.  Needless to say, it went well.  We picked up right where we left off and it was actually really nice to see him and catch up.  He’s been my friend since I was 13 years old, so not having in my life has had an impact on me.

I invited him to Dominic’s party as I knew my family would be there and they’d love to see him.  He said he’s going, so that should be fun.  I wonder how he will feel being in that type of situation.  It won’t just be me.  It will be me, and Rob and our child.  But if he says he’s ready, I have to believe him.