"Does Time Always Heal?"

I happened upon an old friend today. I say an old friend, but I am probably nothing more than piece of shit to her even today and rightfully so. She doesn’t know I saw her and I’m thinking it should stay that way. There are too many wounds that have yet to heal, I’m afraid, for the both of us. If they have healed, there is a shit load of scar tissue that remains after almost thirty three years, at least for me, and I am pretty sure for her as well.

Every word that I have ever written about relationships started with her, but my words were not always about her. Our engagement, our relationship was the beginning of a lifelong learning process for me and at times I still feel so inadequate, so very ignorant, and I am. We didn’t end very well at all. She was the one I wrote about in an earlier journey entry titled “A Walk to Remember”. Yes, she was the one that, well damn, I have no idea what to say now. Seeing her and visualizing her present life in spite of our past history just blows my mind. But it is something I think I understand and I am not surprised. This is something I will definitely have to think about before I say anything more.