On Thursday I'm off to Morocco to join a friend who's travelling there in his 1974 VW camper van. We'll hang out in Marrakesh for a few days then head north to Spain. What a lovely adventure.
I'm very much looking forward to visiting this amazing country again, and spending time with someone whose company, daftness and views of the world I enjoy.
Some of my friends think I'm crazy for taking the trip. Why?
He is an ex boyfriend.
Not only is he an ex, but he is an ex who hurt me quite badly because of the sudden way our relationship ended.
Some people think I shouldn't be his friend because of our past. But, why give up on someone who brings something to your life? I'm being selfish, not generous. He is someone who gets my inner geek. He makes me laugh. He makes me think. Our friendship has been hard won. It has required unearthing of unresolved arguments, and reshaping how we relate to each other.
Others are more understanding of my attitude.
Others blame the fact that he is a widower for the demise of our relationship. Don't they realise that neither he or I are perfect? No matter what our pasts contain. We failed to communicate well enough and to work at making it work. The timing was bad. Blame is pointless. It happened. Sad.
I would be mad to reject someone from my life because a particular aspect of it didn't work out. I wouldn't be going on an adventure if I had.
As one of only three 'real' people who know about my scribblings, he will read this. And that' s ok. Or maybe I am crazy after all....
Dear V, you were the top and first person I thought to pass the "Superior Scribbler" award to, you are so very honest. You can visit my page to see any rules for the award. I look forwarding to seeing more from you. Best Regards.
ReplyDeleteThank you! Circmstances have dictated the slow response and i'll look into it all when I get home. But in the meantime, thank you, thank you, thank you! I am very pleased and touched xx
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