A life well spent is a life worth living.

As I have come across my thoughts today while busy preparing light lunch for my hubby and I before heading to bed, my memories took me back to Anbern and my highschool life of years past. I recall I had mentioned to her during one of our chat conversations what had exactly happened to me and her dad during our last year in SciHi but I left her in mid-air. I felt it in my heart that burning need to tell her the truth behind the speculations. What had really transpired then still leaves me speechless up to this time.

I knew I had so much to thank her and her dad for coming into my life. Sophomore years were exceptionally happy for me because of them. They made me feel complete like the vitamins say in the ads. But they were never knew that then. I hope it’s not too late to tell them now.

Anbern was quick to know that, though it was like eons ago, Rodney and I never had closure. We never said goodbye in good terms. I still carry with me somehow the remnants of his hurt feelings for me for letting go of our two-year fling for someone I hardly knew. Someone whom I realized later was not worthy of my attention.  But you know how it is when you’re younger and you think the world is a fairy tale story; you act stupidly without care whoever gets blistered in the process. Rodney had sent me letters during our freshmen years in college. I knew somehow the Cathy he knew was not the same Cathy reading them. I felt undeserving and guilt-stricken by his thoughts and emotions.

Anbern knew there was a need to end the story well. Maybe one of these days we might meet again and become better friends. I hope that it’s not too late to let them both know that they’ve been the closest to what a family can be to me and that I’ve never had an ounce of regret for having them in my life. Though Rodney did not become my real-life partner, I’m still happy to say that Bernie will always be my first born child. J