All's Well That Ends Well

So. . .

We had lunch.
We talked about old times.
We caught up on 32 years.
He apologized for some hurtful things he said after our breakup oh so long ago.
I accepted his apology and felt a flood of emotion that rose unbidden in me.

I had hurt from his words for so very many years. They stung me for years. I even believed them for a very long time. His apology meant the world to me, set me free from one set of demons that have haunted me for years.

We hugged and parted friends, good friends who share a history with one another.

And he is a good man, a stand up guy, even better than I thought.

Best lunch ever.