Being here in St. John's it is impossible for me to avoid reflecting on the time Fiona and I spent here or that this is where we met. This is where it was all new and shiny.
Today I ran into one of the women who was in Fiona's Women's Studies program - Danielle Finney. It was so strange after not seeing her for over 9 years to be telling her about the split. We chatted, hugged and then said goodbye. We didn't exchange contact information or promise to stay in touch. We just happened to meet in our mutual past and then we moved on.
I wonder if it will be that way for me and Fiona? Will we just meet tangentially, nod, and then move on; our thoughts only briefly disturbed by our past? It is strange to think of that possibility when our past is slowly becoming a place I can visit without excessive pain, sometimes even with a smile.
As my future emerges and begins to dominate my horizon, the past must slip away from view. I feel a completeness in myself that has not been there before. For the first time in my adult life I am exultant about being on my own, single, undivided. So much to see. So much to do.
Stay tuned.
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