Were his ears burning?
So I was ranting about somebody from my past just two days ago, and wouldn’t you know, out of the bloody blue, I just got an e-mail from him this morning.
I don’t think he reads the website, so it was just eerie to get the note. It was sweet and endearing and well-crafted — just an attempt to say hello. *sigh* It’s a good thing I don’t want to be mad at him, because I could never be.
I’ll definitely write back, just not right now. I’m sure he’ll understand. I was the one who let the friendship drop into oblivion, and I admit to missing the old banter. It seems like he’s trying to rebuild that bridge in some way. Because, you know, I rock and everybody should want to have me in their lives. 😉
Sometimes, we grow up and realize what we *should* or *could* have done differently. And sometimes, we realize that, no matter what course of action we had chosen, things probably would have turned out the same way. It’s what happens after we pick ourselves up and dust ourselves off that counts — and I’m famous for getting through tough situations and just crumbling afterward. But this time, I didn’t. I made something of myself. I’ve gone on to love and lose, hope and hurt, succeed and screw up — and do it all over again.
I suddenly feel inspired to revisit my book series. I’m going to take a bloggy break and go focus on that today. I haven’t touched it in years, but today is the day I remember what it was I wanted to do before the whirlwind of life picked me up and forgot to put me down. 🙂