So I started thinking about how much I really hate the disappearing act. You know, when someone closes the door on their life and doesn't leave anything for you to hold onto? Well, in thinking about it, I had to admit that I did pull the disappearing act on ONE (any only one) person.
You see, I was dating someone when I met Brian. His name is Shane and he's a very nice person. He's a divorcee with a cat. HA! Totally not my thing, but he really understand my emotions and was able to put a lot of my irrational self doubt to rest. Anyway, I thought it would be a good idea to make amends in this area of my life; I'd hate to be a hypocrite.
So, last night I wrote Shane a little letter. Nothing nice or moving…just a hey. He wrote back this morning and as he said “nearly choked on my coffee when I saw your email.” Although I need to make amends with him in order to set my mind at ease about my own disappearing act, I’m not sure I’m ready for the friendship that he seems ready for. He wants to do dinner this week and unfortunately, I’m just not there. I’ll certainly enjoy emailing and chatting though and isn’t that enough to set my mind at ease some…?
