Thanks for the memories, and the grill

Matt came over to pick up the grill. This whole move has been really cathartic for me but it’s also been super emotional too

Matt and I remained friends after we broke up and it’s crossed my mind in the years since whether we should try again. It’s not like I don’t care very deeply for him, because I truly do. But we broke up for a reason and even though he’s sober, and meditating like he used to make fun of me about, I don’t know if we are the same people that spent so much time together 4 years ago

I sat out on my now empty deck and we talked as he took apart the grill. He’s got a great job in the city, he seems happy, struggling a little but that’s his path right now.

He mentioned he had this really cool tiger eye wrist mala and he wished he had a mala to wear around his neck as he can’t wear the wrist one due to his job

Of all the malas I have that aren’t packed, my tiger eye one was left out. So I gave it to him. He put it on, thanked me and got emotional. It’s all the memories of being in this house, with me…I hugged him and told him we will always have those memories together.

My heart aches for him, I want all good things for him. It’s tough to watch him suffer, from a distance and I wish I could do more. I’m glad he’s in a better place and that he’s finally on the right track. Another emotional day thanks to packing. It’s almost over