When he asked me "what happened to us" 5 years after we broke up it made the daze lift from my memory.
I was young when we first started dating, 16 to be exact. He was sometimes right by my side, but often times away to the side during my lifespan that took me from my high school days to my days as a young-mother.
It's still hard to believe that my dazed memory almost caused me to marry him. I had conveniently forgotten the cheating, the fights, the arguing, the trips to the health department for medication, the disdain his family had for me... all the drama.
When he asked me "what happened to us" and my memory returned I couldn't do anything but laugh at him. He must have still been dazed and confused... I wasn't! I had come to find out what love really meant. I had true friends. I had seen what being a father to a daughter looked like. I had set goals and accomplished them. I had happiness. And most importantly, I had times where my outlook was clear.
It's crazy how when you're in the storm you can convince yourself that you like the rain...
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