I have lived in the same town as my ex-husband (the father of my children) for many, many years. We have been divorced since 1986 - and lived within 10 miles of each other since then - except for my brief stays in British Columbia and Washington. I have always marveled at the fact that we have never in all that time run into each other. Not in a restaurant, not in a grocery store, not at the gas station. No where.
Yesterday I was driving to the yarn store so that I buy supplies to start knitting another hat or two. I missed my turn, so took the next westbound street - which also happens to be the street on which his corner lot abuts. As I passed his house, he and his wife were pulling out of the driveway. As I got to the next red light (damn! why wasn't it green?) they pulled up next to me. So I did what any mature reasonable person would do, I stared straight ahead and pretended not to notice that my ex-husband was sitting next to me at a red light! Then I quickly went to the yarn shop, somehow feeling like I had done something sneaky, and got ready for some big time knitting.
It was a day for hearing from and seeing people from my distant and near past. The man I was dating and not talking about came by to see me... I don't really understand that... then my other ex-husband called from Thailand. He said he needed to talk to a 'real' AA person - and somehow that's me. hmmmm. It was good to talk with both of these men.
I wonder how it is that I end up with better relationships with former boyfriends, husbands (with the exception of the first husband mentioned above), and lovers?
I better stop pondering these things and get ready for work. I have a meeting with my boss at 10:00 and I am dreading it.
"First things First
Live and Let Live
Easy Does It." -- Alcoholics Anonymous, p. 135