It was the best of times, it was the worst of times...
I got an email from Port boy this morning. Seems we’ve started chatting again. Which has been a nice distraction and a nice surprise. I thought we’d basically finished all contact but over the last week or so we’ve swapped a few texts and now emails. His email this morning brought a large smile to my face, which was much needed after a near run in with someone at work who I’m finding very annoying and particularly painful.
I had an unexpected flash back yesterday. Luckily I was at home sick so I had some time and space to deal with my feelings. My flatty’s on/off boyf of 3 or 4 years left for LA for a year. She and D met thru work, but D was mate’s with my now ex, aka Boof, so we decided to set them up and get something started.
Anyway, it took me back to 2003. I had booked a 3 month holiday to Canada. And as so often happens to me right before a long awaited holiday, I fell hard and fast for Boof. We had known each other for years thru my sister, and we officially started dating about 2 weeks before I flew out.
We were at the airport with my family, when I stopped to buy something at the newsagent. As I got the cash out of my purse, he noticed a condom in there. He got all cranky and upset with me, til I explained it had been in there for ages and didn’t mean I’d be sleeping around while I was away.
I told him that I loved him and planned on being faithful. It was the first time I told him I loved him. Typical for us it was brought on by a fight!! I had been thinking in the previous few days that what I felt was love, but felt it might be too soon to say it. I also wasn’t sure how he viewed our relationship with me leaving so soon. Thankfully he told me he loved me too and it made for the most heart breaking farewell. I’ve never felt so lost or lonely as I did walking thru the gates and onto the plane. I think I cried for more than half the plane ride.
All worked out great tho, with Boof coming to join me in Canada 6 weeks later- we just couldn’t stand being apart. We had an awesome trip together and I will treasure those times and memories forever.
I had an unexpected flash back yesterday. Luckily I was at home sick so I had some time and space to deal with my feelings. My flatty’s on/off boyf of 3 or 4 years left for LA for a year. She and D met thru work, but D was mate’s with my now ex, aka Boof, so we decided to set them up and get something started.
Anyway, it took me back to 2003. I had booked a 3 month holiday to Canada. And as so often happens to me right before a long awaited holiday, I fell hard and fast for Boof. We had known each other for years thru my sister, and we officially started dating about 2 weeks before I flew out.
We were at the airport with my family, when I stopped to buy something at the newsagent. As I got the cash out of my purse, he noticed a condom in there. He got all cranky and upset with me, til I explained it had been in there for ages and didn’t mean I’d be sleeping around while I was away.
I told him that I loved him and planned on being faithful. It was the first time I told him I loved him. Typical for us it was brought on by a fight!! I had been thinking in the previous few days that what I felt was love, but felt it might be too soon to say it. I also wasn’t sure how he viewed our relationship with me leaving so soon. Thankfully he told me he loved me too and it made for the most heart breaking farewell. I’ve never felt so lost or lonely as I did walking thru the gates and onto the plane. I think I cried for more than half the plane ride.
All worked out great tho, with Boof coming to join me in Canada 6 weeks later- we just couldn’t stand being apart. We had an awesome trip together and I will treasure those times and memories forever.
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