I shouldn't be this excited, really. But admittedly, I was.
On the outside, I was this cool lady shaking hands and saying "Nice to meet you" to the lady who married the man who was once a part of my life.
5 years ago, I remember. I was over the moon for him when he shared his news with me. I am a non-believer of the line "One can never be friends with the exes". They were in our lives and meant the world to us at some point in time. That must count for the beauty of the person inside and outside, no? Not ending up as life partners do not mean the friendship has to die. Both can be matured to accept that some folks are not meant to be life partners, and perhaps meant to be really good buddies. Anyway, I digress.
So there she was. Smiling with the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, carrying a very cute wide-eyed little girl in her arms. I am not sure if that is a good smile or otherwise. But I tried my hardest to send my most positive and strongest vibes over to her. Silently transmitting the message "I am very happy for you and your little family now. You married a good man and you should NEVER feel threatened by me in ANY way because we agreed to part ways long before you came into his life. And we will be good friends till eternity. I hope you can appreciate that."
I found out a few days later that he didn't prep her for the meeting. He didn't want to give her a chance to react or suspect that it was a set-up. Cos it really wasn't. It just happened. Which I was really glad it did.
I truly am at peace now.
