{You may or may not recall my good friend and old roommate S. You may recall the heartbreaking fallout we had over a year ago. And all the stuff that led up to it (Read them in order: here, here, here and here.) You don't have to review this information, as I know it's a lot of reading, but it really does help provide the right background to understand the rest of this post.}
When we parted ways last summer, I expected it to be a while before we'd be in contact again. I sent his parents a Christmas card, as I had done many years prior and S and KA received our wedding announcements in January. Beyond that, our contact has been minimal.
Their engagement, moving in together in North Dakota and legal ceremony came and went. My only "contact" with them was through Facebook and after a while I was so frustrated with some of the things I was reading, that I even disconnected from them online.
This August, however, I got a call from S himself followed shortly thereafter by an email from KA asking to reconnect, mend ties and...be in their wedding. I was taken aback and told them that while honored, I would need some time to think about it. I discussed the issue with my mother, my BFF and with Al and eventually agreed.
Al was especially doubtful about the sudden outreach. He was protective of me and my feelings and worried that they would take advantage of my time and kindness (again) and I would be left hurting (again.) I was more trusting than that and took it as them extending the olive branch to renew our friendship. Sure, I know it was never going to be like before and I was certain I would be giving much more than I would receive.
What it boils down to for me is this: It is possible (and likely) that nothing will really change. I doubt our friendship will be rekindled overnight, if at all. But even if that's the case, I will be proud that I handled myself well. I can look back and share the blame for how everything went down before (hindsight will do that for ya!) It left me with a sour taste in my mouth and a negative feeling in my heart. I wasn't proud of my own behavior and I was heart-broken by his. So, accepting the olive branch, and participating in their big day is as much about me as it is about them. I know I will walk away feeling good that I forgave them, handled myself with dignity and class, and even if nothing changes, I have closure of the positive kind.
Of course, the wedding came and went (two weeks ago) and it went exactly as I expected. I could go into details about all the weird, quirky (and slightly tacky) components of their wedding, but that's really irrelevant. I worked my butt off (unexpectedly playing the role of wedding planner, personal attendant, photographer liason and wedding party) in order to keep the bride from becoming a hot mess about every 20 minutes. Even though I doubt we have re-developed a lifelong kinship, my efforts were recognized and appreciated.
As I expected, I feel very good that I was a part of their day. Going forward, I will look back on our friendship as a positive and happy one, and that was worth every minute of sweat and tears.
S & K - I wish you both a long and happy life together. May God bless you with every opportunity for growth, success and life-long companionship. I hope, someday, our paths will cross again and until then...may the force be with you.



