Spring 2006 was probably the happiest and most balanced I've ever been in my entire life.
I loved nannying and Minneapolis and green grass and parades and a boy and the life we had built together.
I built a sanctuary in my little apartment and was making a life I could have been happy living for a very long time. The weather got warmer and we got closer and things were falling in place like we'd always known they could.
Then I left, for a new life and a new job and a new city and, eventually, a new boy.
His life went on there, and now he too is "in a relationship" (I hate myspace relationship classifications...) I'm realizing what I've always known - that he's really not a good friend. He does not call or email or write...he disappears for days or weeks on end, and the fact that there is a new girl means I can only be a friend...someone else to disappear from.
In 4 days I'm going back, although I'm not sure to what.
Could life ever be like it was then? Was it a moment in time that will not happen again? Will I build it here, with the new boy? Will I build it somewhere else, by myself?
Why am I spending a holiday in this place with someone I once loved but who is now so very different?
Can we be friends? Hang out, talk, laugh, have fun, and be with other people at the end of the day?
We're about to find out...