Reconciliation

​I’ve been meaning to write this for the last week – it’s been a LONG time since my last post. I’d been grieving my broken heart over a dear friend who chose to end our friendship. I needed space to not share and to just breathe and recollect my heart.
 
Then this happened. A few months ago I shared about a guy who came into my world, then disappeared. It was very odd and though people kept saying ‘’guys are like that’’ it didn’t sit well with me or even right. I feel like we degrade each other when we say that less than decent kindness is fucking “normal.” I have feelings about that.
 
Well, we reconnected, in a friendly and kind way last week. He apologized. For everything. He shared his vulnerabilities and what went on for him. I told him I’d been hurt by his actions. He heard me and could hold it. He's strong enough. In his honesty and integrity, parts of me that felt pain from a previous lover, who actually took back apologies, were soothed. I feel validated in my belief in people. In pacing, timing, patience. I like holding myself and others to high standards. It’s true we don’t know what’s going on for people but sometimes the best we can do is be honest about what’s going on for ourselves.