A "Big" Moment...
With the recent release of the "Sex and the City" movie, this post will make the most amount of sense to those who have followed that show throughout it's journey.
I was out last night with a co worker, we had been hanging out at this place that I often go to and we were having a good time. Anyway about mid way through the night he says he's gotta jet to go meet a friend at another bar, I was like "what's the rush, can't they just meet us where we are". Then the truth came out, he had just seen a ex of his and didn't want to have to deal with him so he wanted to leave. Within a matters of minutes he was gone and I stood there just thinking about what had happened. We all have ghosts from our past, most of whom we don't see all that often, but when we do why does it scare us so much? For me I think what comes to mind is that you tend recall how things ended, or how bad you might have treated that person. Or on the flip side how much they hurt you or let you down. Little did I know that I was going to have my own"Big" moment myself later in the night.
So after my friend left I went to go meet another friend at another bar. I knew that one of my ex's would be out with the boyfriend of 4 years that met each other through me. I have very few ex's that have affected me the way Kevin has. For years I would avoid him and only occasionally ask about him through our mutual friend. We didn't ever go to the same places so it kind of worked out in my favor that I would never have to see him or bump into him especially in a weak moment. It had been nearly 4 years since him and I last spoke so knowing that I was going to hang out with him tonight was actually kind of exciting. It took time to heal from our relationship and for me he was one of my ultimate "Big's". (SATC reference) Last night was great though because we were able to catch up, he looked good, I looked good, we had managed to mend our wounds of the past. It was really genuine, something that I had hoped would always happen. The moment that I added his name and number into my blackberry was certainly a sign of the changing times. Sometimes you have to go through the process in order to carry on, I guess with Kevin it took just a little bit longer.
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