Bliss & Forgiveness
He was there beside me. Again. And yet: finally. We spoke safe with soft hearts. I apologized for things I knew I could have done better. He gave me words back. Over a peace pipe and Fela Kuti I admited my selfishness and he gave me forgiveness. We held each other for a long time before allowing us to let us happen. We forgave each other all night until 2 the next afternoon. Free love making, up at 6am, shower, out to breakfast at Jam with leftovers, walk the dog, back to bed, & welcome the glow.
But for the first time, he has arrived fully. He's really here, pre-meditated and honest.
Hopefully he can make it to watch Bike Porn tonight at the theatre down the street (yeah, only in Portland)!
Still waiting to meet with Angela and clear the air. I realize now the limitatioins of our friendship, no matter which way we look at it, but I do want to find any peace available.
I have been having a hundred little summer adventures. Oh, and hanging out with Brad again, after two years, since Ben's funeral. No hard feelings or resentment, life's too short for that. Let's just let ourselves dance and laugh instead...
Mmm... love.