My "ex" Equation
This morning, I was catching up on one of my very favorite blogs, Cup of Jo, and the topic at-hand hit close to home for me... it was about running into an ex . For those who know me well, it is no secret that the absolute love of my life and the man that makes me happier than anything in the world is also "an ex." We dated casually for a brief period in high school, and reunited in our early 20s. After a relationship that was riddled with the all-too-common "young love" mistakes, our breakup left us both a little wounded, in different ways. However, we shared some very dear mutual friends, and lived in the same area- so the universe constantly had us at the same place at the same time. He was "that ex" that always rattled me a bit, every time. We always managed to be friendly, or at the very least civil. We would run into each other often, and even though I was usually dating someone else, (and even mistakenly married at one point), I left every...