Looking Back
It took him years to realize that even with his tumultuous relationship
with X, way back into the 90s, there were good aspects to it other than the old
ratty teddy bear staring back at him on his grandmother’s rocker. For a couple
years following the break-up there was a sense of bitterness and lost dreams
which lingered. But now, as he brushed some dust off of the bear’s soft furry
head, he smiled slightly.
There were good memories there. They just needed to be given
time to rise to the surface after being buried underneath the emotional scars. No,
there wouldn’t be any reunion with X, but just a silent private acknowledgement
that there were once good times and they deserved to be recognized.
Wouldn’t life be so grand if we could get through all the pain
in the blink of an eye? But unfortunately, he thought, that’s not how it works.
You have to go through the pain. It toughens you, thickens your skin and
hopefully drives you forward. And only after that, sometimes in the sunset of
your life, can you remember those good times, if they do exist at all. Luckily
for him, he tended to always see the glass half full.
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