This arrived in my inbox a while ago:
Icky: I have been meaning to write you... I just want to say how happy I am to see what great things happened in your life. You fell in love, married, live in a beautiful home and have two darling healthy children. There was a time when things were so sad for you. You have given me hope that things can really turn around in life. I am hoping that day comes for me sooner than later wishing you continued blessings in your life
The line "There was a time when things were so sad for you" may have been a throw away remark to generalize. Or it could have been a specific reference to Fiancée 1.0 running out on me and the events afterwards.
Either way it's a really nice, sincere sentiment. The thing about things working out in the end is that people forget what Hell you went through or assume that the pain and or emotional damage is completely healed. Since everything is hunky-dory, there is no sense talking about it.
And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend. Legend became myth
While it's safe to say I'm over the events of that adventure and have obviously moved on, I always get a little anxious around April and/or Easter. Because it was April/Easter in 2009 when things fell apart. Easter was 4-12-09, the Big Fight was 4-13-09 and the St Louis half marathon was 4-19 which was also the weekend she moved out.
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