I received an unexpected apology this morning.
I was at the courthouse and ran into an old boss. This is the boss from my first real job as an attorney. A job where, through hard work and diligence, I worked my way up from newbie associate to head of the bankruptcy department; effectively resulting in the demotion of a more senior attorney. Anyway, when I left that job, my boss took it very poorly, which came as no surprise. He was pretty shitty to me, but I took it in stride, moved on, and never looked back.
So back to this morning: After exchanging minor small talk and pleasantries, he said, “I want to apologize for how I behaved back when you quit. I was a dick and you didn’t deserve it. I took it personally and I was bummed to be losing you, but that is no excuse. I love how when I see you now you look so very happy and I’m proud of how successful you’ve become.”
I thanked him and told him there were no hard feelings. Then we hugged. It was really sweet, and it made my day.
It’s never too late to try to make things right.
On certain nights, like tonight, we hold hands and walk through the streets of our subdivision, looking into the houses still being built. Sometimes we only peek into the windows. Sometimes we walk through the dark rooms. Sometimes we make out against and inside the doorways. Sometimes we race each other down the middle of the streets. Sometimes we dance. We always laugh. We always kiss. We’re always happy.
D and I have so much fun playing Yahtzee.
My favorite part of yesterday happened late in the evening:
We walked arm in arm from room-to-room exclaiming happily and giggling over just how amazing it all is.
It almost feels dangerous to be so happy.
This is one of the top five happiest days of my life!!
Last night, we were listening to Crash Into Me and D said, “I wish I had known, ten years before I met you, every time I heard this song, that it was about you.”
Frey made this for me after I came in last place in Monopoly Junior. ❤️💙💚💛💜
and he is correct.
Last night was fucking amazing.
My two favorite parts:
- the Tiffany sing along we had while lounging on the bed
- when I discovered D’s spotify playlist titled “stuff jenn and i danced to”