Dear Diary:

Yesterday morning, while on my way back home from a little supper with some friends, our paths crossed.

She was with her parents then, loading luggage into her dad's car.

She didn't notice me at first-it was only the surprised look on her mother's face that made her look in my direction.

Inside those eyes, I saw contorted expressions of pain, of agony, of remorse, and of so much more.

A helping hand from her parents soon saw the both of us sitting down at a nearby bench.

Surprisingly, the long period of silence that I was expecting never materialized-in fact, she shocked me by bombarding me with so many questions!

Not that I wanted to complain though-it felt really good to hear from her again.

One might call me crazy but seriously, this half hour conversation was just about the best valentine's day gift I could ever ask for.

All those questions that we both left hanging in mid-air .. all those unsaid words, all those expressions that we kept to ourselves ..

Everything just flowed out freely.

And yes, all those doubts I had in my mind, all those worries for her that I carried in my heart .. solved.

Finally, with peace of mind, I close this chapter of my life.

And as I write this out, she should already be on a flight to New York City for a short holiday before migrating to Canada proper.

And as I write this out, my mind is spinning with all those memories of us together, through both the good times and bad ..

But hey, reality check.

I need to sleep-There's a long day ahead of me tomorrow.

But before I do so ..



Thank you, and take care of yourself, Stephanie.