Farewells & sweet, sweet memories..
Not so long ago I was pondering the wisdom of revisiting relationships from the past. It’s my experience that love doesn’t always come to an unpleasant end .. that sometimes it stops for reasons other than “I hate you and want you to die” …
Many of your comments made on that post suggested you’d experienced exactly this and / or believed that people (and circumstances) can change a lot during a decade, which is when I last was involved with the Hot-Shot-Banker from England.
HSB (Apt abbreviation in light of his work place!) and I have spent a whole heap of time together over the time he’s been here on a mid-winter break.. After our epic night out we’ve hung out and had a lovely time, I must admit.
But (you knew it was coming .. I’ll give you a moment ..) 😉 mid way through next week he is heading back to London and we’ll go back to our lives and nothing more will come of it. Of this I am certain.. And actually okay about, too..
You see, for all we reconnected in the nicest way imaginable (and I don’t mean sex, behave yourselves you horrible lot!) much of our time spent together has been in deep conversation. (Yes, sometimes over runny eggs and hangovers!)
And in a nutshell – he won’t be back here any time soon .. for anything more than visits. I have zero inclination to uproot my world and follow him and therefore .. it cannot be.
Which is kinda sad because HSB has developed into a fabulous man, from the carefree “lad” I knew in Europe. He was always dead sexy. Tall, tanned and with eyes that made me melt. I have a thing for a man with a sexy smile and laughing eyes. Tis fair to say I had a crush on him from the moment I met him and did everything in my power to catch his attention when we all lived together .. And apparently, I don’t gross him out completely now either – always a bonus!
However, we can never lose sight of the fact he lives some half a planet away from me. Or I live on the other side of earth to him – whichever you prefer..
I remember once asking a friend of mine who’s into the whole mystical scene what she thought of the whole concept of soul mates .. or perhaps more accurately, I was questioning her on whether she felt there was just “ONE” ultimate soul on this planet, for each of us ..
I also recall becoming deeply depressed because she said she does think we all have just the one .. She went on to admit that oftentimes we’ll never find them. Yeah – thanks Universe, love ya work.
Anyway, next week I, and a group of friends and family will head to the airport to send HSB on his way back to the other side of the planet. It will be a sad farewell.. but at the same time, it’s been a very sweet few weeks of recollections, reconnections and reminiscing.
And I will always be grateful for experiencing that ..
Posted on January 21, 2012, in Humour, Life, Love, Relationships and tagged Blogging, Blogs, Dating, Heartbreak, Hope, Humor, Life, Lifestyle, Love, Marriage, Optimism, personal, Random, Rants, Relationships. Friendship. Bookmark the permalink. 22 Comments.