I'm in my childhood home for the holidays until tomorrow and, as I tend to do when I'm home, I started looking through my old stuff in my childhood bedroom. I came across this beautiful, old French chocolates tin I bought at an antique shop in Red Bank with my former best friend.
When I opened it, it was filled with all the cards my first boyfriend ever gave me. I started reading them, and a lot of them were Christmas/Valentine's/birthday cards, as expected, but a few were 'just because' cards, or silly cards 'from' my dog, which was nice. And then there were a couple of "I'm sorry" cards - just two of them. I could go into a long, drawn out description of what happened each time, but suffice it to say - remembering what happened and what prompted those cards reminded me what it was like to be in a healthy relationship. I'd completely forgotten what it was like to be in a relationship with someone who could recognize when he was wrong, and apologize for it - and mean it. Not "I'm sorry" and then 2 days later do it again. Actually not. do it. again.
It was nice to go through all these cards and remember what that was like. I'm looking forward to experiencing that again
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