"The best thing that ever happened"

At the time, if you had told me that my heart getting ripped out of my chest by someone I had spent 6 years convincing myself that I was going to marry, was the best thing that ever happened to me, I would have probably looked at you like you had 6 heads.

Last night I ran into my "never should have" for the first time in 6 months or so....I can honestly say it is the first time I have seen him since the big "It's not you, it's me spill" that I didn't feel a slight sting of pain. I just felt......nothing. Absolutely nothing. No love, no hate, no nothing.

He pulled out a chair for me at the bar and we talked. We talked about his soon to be adventure into parenthood, we talked about the past, and the future, but for once there were no what-ifs.  It was just conversation between two old friends. It was good. And then he said it. "If I had never left, you wouldn't be this new you, so I guess me leaving was the best thing that ever happened to you." And I offered a friendly, "Well, I don't know about that". But the more I sat and pondered it, I realized he was right, and at that moment I also realized that was the closest I would ever get to an apology, and I accepted it.

After 2 1/2 years, I found the peace and closure I was looking for....turns out it was there all along, I just didn't know where to look for it.

"I've dealt with my ghosts and I've faced all my demons, finally at peace with a past I regret..."