For some reason, I scrolled through my gchat list just now and saw your name poking out of the over-long string of contacts, some vibrantly active in my life, others long dormant. I thought to myself: “I wonder what’s happening with Catherine?” And I remembered that you had blog so I went to check it out.
I hope you believe me when I say that I’m really happy for you. I realize that I just disappeared but I knew after our second (and final date) that it would never work between us. Not that I didn’t admire you. Not that I wasn’t attracted to your intelligence and passion for life. Not that I didn’t think that you have more than most people have to offer. None of that. At a certain point, you’ve been in enough relationships to just know. And I knew.
It wasn’t easy to just stop writing to you. While we didn’t manage to get a blaze going, there was certainly enough kindling around to warrant at least another date. I was tempted, believe me. But I knew there was someone better for you out there, and someone better for me. And I was right.
I send you all my warmest wishes Catherine, for a lovely start to the new decade, and, when it happens, for a beautiful beginning to the marriage that you wanted so badly. Your man is very lucky.
Take care of yourself. If you don’t mind, I’ll check in to read your blog every once in a while. It’s definitely a great read.