Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Two Decades

Jewelery and her Beau got married almost 20 years ago. Jewlery and I were best friends, Beau and He were really good friends.

He and I moved in together about one month before the wedding. Three weeks later I was done and promptly left. It was a tumultuous relationship. The ending was too.

I was her maid of honor. He was in the Wedding party too.

It could have been explosive. It was exciting though; Beau's brother and I started a thing the day of the wedding.

Fast forward four marriages, 7 kids, and 20 years. (just those of us from the wedding party and written of here)

I did an exhaustive internet search for Him a few years ago. I was obsessed with the thought of having a cup of coffee with him. It was a monumentally important relationship. Some questions still bounce around in my head. It wasn't always bad all of the time. Or was it? Time and perspective could be interesting concepts to explore with Him.

I never did anything with the contact information that I found. I purposefully lost it. He lives in the same place as he always did. Jewlery tells me what she knows every now and again - if my curiosity gets the best of me - and I happen to ask her.

He and Beau aren't on talking terms. Me and Beau aren't either. Jewelery and I don't talk as much as we would like to. . That's what happens over 30 years of knowing other people. Relationships become complicated.

I searched for Him again last week. He wasn't anywhere on the internet.

Eventually I found His wife.

I wrote to him, via his wife, about the pending 20 year wedding anniversary. I didn't think about it much, I just hit Send.

Hey Won-elle,
I received a call from my Wife today. She asked if I know a Wonelle? With a puzzled inquiry, I said "who?" She then started to read the email. After a few sentences I knew what was up. It's great hearing from you... I was happy to hear that you are doing well with your family.
Thanks for tracking us down. I hope all is well.
Regards,

As soon as I read the salutation, tears filled my eyes. So personal - but not. As I read on, the tears streamed down my face.

It's been 20 years and it seems even more complicated than ever.

1 comment:

Paula said...

Oh Wonelle,
It's funny how feelings only go dormant and don't disappear. I marvel at the email back and your description of it. Our modern world makes these moments pan out, I think. We can actually make a safe contact via email, but it stirs up so much.

So good to hear your voice again.