NSFWdildoughnut
Honorary Poster
Im married for 10 years. Two kids. Devoted wife. Head over heels for my very responsible husband. I work in a company with branches all over the country.
Last week, there was an interbranch meeting that I needed to go to in person. When I entered the conference room, I saw him -- my ex. He gave me the same warm smile that he used to give to me 15 years ago. He approached me, said hi and we chatted for 30 minutes. In our short catching up, I learned that he's also married, no kids, but with cats. Before we parted to go to our respective seats, he said "see you later [our petname for each other before]." He laughed at his slip. I blushed and laughed too.
The whole morning, I thought about what to make of the whole interaction. I also thought about how we really loved each other before. Then I thought about why we broke up, LDR was too difficult for us. I thought about our last conversation 15 years ago when we both cried and said our goodbyes. I felt a mix of regret, and warm feelings for him.
After the meeting, I stood up, waved goodbye to him and went directly to my car. As I was driving home, I thought about the possibility of me still liking him, and accepted that. But I am a different person now. I am a mom and wife -- with a past just like anyone else. And although I like the person in my past, I like most of all the kind of person that I am right now.
Last week, there was an interbranch meeting that I needed to go to in person. When I entered the conference room, I saw him -- my ex. He gave me the same warm smile that he used to give to me 15 years ago. He approached me, said hi and we chatted for 30 minutes. In our short catching up, I learned that he's also married, no kids, but with cats. Before we parted to go to our respective seats, he said "see you later [our petname for each other before]." He laughed at his slip. I blushed and laughed too.
The whole morning, I thought about what to make of the whole interaction. I also thought about how we really loved each other before. Then I thought about why we broke up, LDR was too difficult for us. I thought about our last conversation 15 years ago when we both cried and said our goodbyes. I felt a mix of regret, and warm feelings for him.
After the meeting, I stood up, waved goodbye to him and went directly to my car. As I was driving home, I thought about the possibility of me still liking him, and accepted that. But I am a different person now. I am a mom and wife -- with a past just like anyone else. And although I like the person in my past, I like most of all the kind of person that I am right now.
