Shortly after writing my last entry, I got a text from Holly. Earlier in the week we had made very tentative plans to meet for a cup of coffee. Quite honestly, I didn't think it would happen at all. But to my surprise, she came through.
We both carpooled together and went to go look at some condos up near where I live. At first, it was really hard. I haven't seen her in close to three months, so there was a flood of thoughts going through my head at just about every given moment. Within about twenty minutes though, we were back in our groove. I really missed her. Despite all that has happened, it was apparent that we both still have residual feelings that have survived the carnage.
We had some good conversation at the coffee shop and then we went back to my place and killed an hour talking.
We talked a bit about our lives and how she had been seeing this guy Kevin, but there was zero attraction. I thought that would stab me in the gut, but it didn't. I knew she was probably dating someone as I have been, so I couldn't be upset.
As we were talking, she was really unloading about how unhappy of a winter she had. I don't know how much of that was relating to me, but I know she's lost a few friends and the doctors appointments relating to her child bearing years coming to a close. It was strange, I think that was the first time I've seen her cry.
We did talk a lot about us. She brought up age again. I think she's beginning to feel older than ever now.
I'm just gonna take this slow now. I don't know where it's going, but my head is in a better place to handle this series of events.
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